RainAndSadness
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- Jun 12, 2018
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I just recently talked to some psychiatrists about my mental health and we took a closer look, with the intention of figuring out what's wrong. This is the result of this procedure.
I am finally diagnosed with a major depression episode. I think most people in this forum are familiar with this mental illness - according to the survey from Sanctioned Suicide, 88% of the members in this forum suffer from some kind of depression. They also diagnosed Dysthymia, known as persistent depressive disorder - it was also described as a "depressive personality" in the past, which is an outdated but self-explanatory term. I think it explains why I have no drive to live. I was also diagnosed with a social anxiety disorder, which is probably a result from the severe bullying back in school. And I fulfill the criteria for a borderline personality disorder too. So combined with my gender dysphoria, that's quite a mountain to climb. Well, at least now I know what I'm dealing with.
But there are also good news. I'm finally recognized and accepted by the insurance disability and it will ease my financial situation a little bit. I can't work due to mental illness, simply because I'm anything but a functioning and well-integrated member of society, so I'll get some financial benefits, and that's really cool. That means I won't necessary have to live in severe poverty anymore, but we will see how much it will change my situation. I received welfare benefits in the last 2 years but it wasn't enough. It's a life without dignity. The constant poverty only worsened my situation because it adds to the mental struggle I'm already experiencing. I hope I will be able to afford some decent food and good clothes in the near future - that's my dream. And I hope that will be possible with the help of the insurance disability.
In the meantime, regarding my transition - I changed my legal name and gender a while ago and now I am currently trying to get FFS covered. I don't know if it's gonna work. Apparently, the costs for some slight facial overhauls would be around 20k to 30k bucks. And that's a lot of money and I can't afford these surgeries. It's simply not possible. Sadly, despite my transition, I am still unable to pass properly as a woman. I realized I'm in some kind of androgynous "grey area" now and people have a hard time putting me into one of these two boxes (male and female), so that means I definitely made some progress during the last few years. But that's not my goal. I don't want to confuse people. I want to be recognized as a female person and that's one of my most difficult struggles. The whole act of passing is very hard to achieve for trans women and leaving the house is a real nightmare for me, considering I also have severe social anxiety, it makes my gender dysphoria even worse than it already is. But that's my situation right now - regarding my transition. Voice surgery might happen in early 2020, but for me, that's very distant in the future. I don't know how much longer I can walk this path. I'm obviously always keeping my options open, regarding my exit. And I don't know if I'm gonna experience 2020, and if I do, how much of the year it's gonna be. I don't plan into the future anymore. I just live for the moment... as long as I live. And when I'm done, I'm done. It's very simple for me.
Regarding my exit, they obviously asked me about my suicide ideation as well, when they did all these tests and checks for the diagnosis of all of these different mental conditions. And I denied that I'm actively suicidal right now - which is a lie, of course. I told them that I researched methods in the past, which is very true, and that I would know how to do it, if I wanted to take my own life but I denied that I'm planning to commit suicide - for obvious reasons. You need to find a good balance between acting and being honest. Which is sad, but that's how it is, if you play their game. Like, if I ever admitted that I'm suicidal, they would instantly put me into a mental hospital, no doubts about that. I would have no chance to explain the severity or consistency of my pain and my wish to die. They don't take that seriously here. So nobody can ever know that I'm in the possession of Nembutal or SN for the purpose of taking my own life. And if that's the game they want to play, then I will play it too - but by my rules. And that's how many other members in this forum handle this situation, I guess.
But it sucks that you have to pretend to be somewhat okay, when you're not. Like, it's literally some kind of acting at this point. I hate to downplay my struggles. And it even affects my therapy because every time I talk to these people, I have to pretend to be at least a little bit "okay" and it's nothing but a clown show. It feels like an act and it doesn't help at all. You go there, waste your 50 minutes, leave again. That's it. They make money while I pretend to take my problems seriously. In exchange, they leave me in peace and I can continue my slow downward spiral into hell. Everyone is happy I guess.
But seriously, the stigma around suicide and the fear of possible consequences, when you tell someone, is very unhealthy and I hope we as a society can progress away from that in the distant future. We should live in a society where you can be open about your mental situation without having to worry about possible interference from doctors and if you're suffering to an unbearable extend, you should have the chance to leave in dignity. Case closed. That's how I see this issue. This right here, the status quo, literally doesn't help anyone and it doesn't prevent suicide. A lot of people who desperately need support, who have a chance to improve, avoid help because they literally fear about the consequences that could come with honesty - like an admission into a psych ward. Nobody wants to have their most basic human rights stripped away from them. From what I've heard, being locked up in a mental hospital against your will, which I would rather describe as a prison, isn't a very nice experience and in some cases, it's even harmful. It's the reason why I have kept my mouth shut for years. And I'll keep doing that. I'll stay strong in that regards.
But yeah, 2020 comes closer. I'm curious about the future. I have no idea what's gonna happen and how much of it I'm gonna experience. I hold my N close. I'm prepared for the worst.
I am finally diagnosed with a major depression episode. I think most people in this forum are familiar with this mental illness - according to the survey from Sanctioned Suicide, 88% of the members in this forum suffer from some kind of depression. They also diagnosed Dysthymia, known as persistent depressive disorder - it was also described as a "depressive personality" in the past, which is an outdated but self-explanatory term. I think it explains why I have no drive to live. I was also diagnosed with a social anxiety disorder, which is probably a result from the severe bullying back in school. And I fulfill the criteria for a borderline personality disorder too. So combined with my gender dysphoria, that's quite a mountain to climb. Well, at least now I know what I'm dealing with.
But there are also good news. I'm finally recognized and accepted by the insurance disability and it will ease my financial situation a little bit. I can't work due to mental illness, simply because I'm anything but a functioning and well-integrated member of society, so I'll get some financial benefits, and that's really cool. That means I won't necessary have to live in severe poverty anymore, but we will see how much it will change my situation. I received welfare benefits in the last 2 years but it wasn't enough. It's a life without dignity. The constant poverty only worsened my situation because it adds to the mental struggle I'm already experiencing. I hope I will be able to afford some decent food and good clothes in the near future - that's my dream. And I hope that will be possible with the help of the insurance disability.
In the meantime, regarding my transition - I changed my legal name and gender a while ago and now I am currently trying to get FFS covered. I don't know if it's gonna work. Apparently, the costs for some slight facial overhauls would be around 20k to 30k bucks. And that's a lot of money and I can't afford these surgeries. It's simply not possible. Sadly, despite my transition, I am still unable to pass properly as a woman. I realized I'm in some kind of androgynous "grey area" now and people have a hard time putting me into one of these two boxes (male and female), so that means I definitely made some progress during the last few years. But that's not my goal. I don't want to confuse people. I want to be recognized as a female person and that's one of my most difficult struggles. The whole act of passing is very hard to achieve for trans women and leaving the house is a real nightmare for me, considering I also have severe social anxiety, it makes my gender dysphoria even worse than it already is. But that's my situation right now - regarding my transition. Voice surgery might happen in early 2020, but for me, that's very distant in the future. I don't know how much longer I can walk this path. I'm obviously always keeping my options open, regarding my exit. And I don't know if I'm gonna experience 2020, and if I do, how much of the year it's gonna be. I don't plan into the future anymore. I just live for the moment... as long as I live. And when I'm done, I'm done. It's very simple for me.
Regarding my exit, they obviously asked me about my suicide ideation as well, when they did all these tests and checks for the diagnosis of all of these different mental conditions. And I denied that I'm actively suicidal right now - which is a lie, of course. I told them that I researched methods in the past, which is very true, and that I would know how to do it, if I wanted to take my own life but I denied that I'm planning to commit suicide - for obvious reasons. You need to find a good balance between acting and being honest. Which is sad, but that's how it is, if you play their game. Like, if I ever admitted that I'm suicidal, they would instantly put me into a mental hospital, no doubts about that. I would have no chance to explain the severity or consistency of my pain and my wish to die. They don't take that seriously here. So nobody can ever know that I'm in the possession of Nembutal or SN for the purpose of taking my own life. And if that's the game they want to play, then I will play it too - but by my rules. And that's how many other members in this forum handle this situation, I guess.
But it sucks that you have to pretend to be somewhat okay, when you're not. Like, it's literally some kind of acting at this point. I hate to downplay my struggles. And it even affects my therapy because every time I talk to these people, I have to pretend to be at least a little bit "okay" and it's nothing but a clown show. It feels like an act and it doesn't help at all. You go there, waste your 50 minutes, leave again. That's it. They make money while I pretend to take my problems seriously. In exchange, they leave me in peace and I can continue my slow downward spiral into hell. Everyone is happy I guess.
But seriously, the stigma around suicide and the fear of possible consequences, when you tell someone, is very unhealthy and I hope we as a society can progress away from that in the distant future. We should live in a society where you can be open about your mental situation without having to worry about possible interference from doctors and if you're suffering to an unbearable extend, you should have the chance to leave in dignity. Case closed. That's how I see this issue. This right here, the status quo, literally doesn't help anyone and it doesn't prevent suicide. A lot of people who desperately need support, who have a chance to improve, avoid help because they literally fear about the consequences that could come with honesty - like an admission into a psych ward. Nobody wants to have their most basic human rights stripped away from them. From what I've heard, being locked up in a mental hospital against your will, which I would rather describe as a prison, isn't a very nice experience and in some cases, it's even harmful. It's the reason why I have kept my mouth shut for years. And I'll keep doing that. I'll stay strong in that regards.
But yeah, 2020 comes closer. I'm curious about the future. I have no idea what's gonna happen and how much of it I'm gonna experience. I hold my N close. I'm prepared for the worst.