Grieving my identity #IntracranialHypertension #ChronicIllness #Disability #ChronicPain #PTSD #Bipolar2
Struggling being 31, a wife, a mom and feeling like a complete failure. I can’t hold down a full time job to help support my family. I recently tried to go back to work, and have been struggling. All my down time is spent resting because of the fatigue and pain, and my quality of life has dropped drastically since returning to work.
The guilt I feel from not being able to contribute like I want to is so painful. Going on disability at 31 is terrifying. This is not what I imagined my life would look like at this age. So many questions are running through my mind, like what my future looks like. I’ve never known a life not working.
I dropped out of graduate school and quit a job where I was excelling at because of my illness. I’ve slowly declined over the last few years and I’m devastated that I can’t function before this illness. It’s been over a year since I finally got a diagnosis, and I still can’t accept it. I still struggle with denial. The future is so scary and I so badly crave stability and peace.
My identity has been shattered, and putting the pieces back together is excruciatingly painful. I’m so scared.