Got diagnosed, thought it was gonna be a moment of like "wooow, now I get support and I can finally start my life!" That was a brief illusion and now I feel like crap, and even more so, in limbo, everything moves around me but I can't do shit, my mom says to "leave the house, do things you enjoy" and "just get a job cause I'm tired of you"
"I wanna help you out but it's exhausting seeing you in pain all the time, stop talking about it, be patient" "Take responsability over your mental health" "don't obsess over one thing" And so on and so forth, also, I didn't want to take more, but I'm gonna start taking 1mg of my benzo, clonazepam, night and like midday, my psychiatrist told me to do it but I didn't want to, I already feel the cracks of elevated anxiety when I don't take it. Shit didn't get better.
Idk man, I go outside and I have this urge to just piss myself, which is the pain of my existance, I did tests, and the people around me told me it is just anxiety, which could be, but like, what's the fix? And what? Just take a bunch of pills and lose all your sexual function? Then why live? As a castrated happy rat?
All while people are like angry at me and tired of my struggles. My best choice was buying that 7mts of rope, and now my uncle which I liked a lot is gonna come from spain, and SEE ME in the deplorable state that I am, I feel horrible to be honest.
Also, this is gonna sound like disgusting, but, porn is like the source of dopamine I can get, and If that's like taken away, what's the f-ing point? I heard that antidepressants cause sexual disfunction, and also, can cause PERMANENT disfunction.
Idk man, being autistic wasn't so cool after all, I was living in this "magic bullet diagnosis" that was gonna fix everything, and now I'm just a few weeks older, still with the same struggles, but more anxious, so I gotta take more of these benzos, and now I know that I will get a big anxiety crash when I stop taking them, and that I'm building tolerance over time, and that even when taking them, I have some kind of "different" anxiety too, which could be like adhd maybe, but Idk if my psych is gonna prescribe me anything for that. Idk man, in this part I would usually end up on "I WANNA KILL MYSELF" usually.
But hey, idk man, now I can feel my benzo kicking in, my anxiety going down a lil bit. But my issues are real, and damn, they suck.
I do love rats though. Nice picture.