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a_strange_day
Arcanist
- Jul 16, 2019
- 461
Long story short. I have struggled with mental problems for over 25 years, it started when I was 14 and it got worse with the years.Thanks to medecines/drugs and other things that kept me going I still managed to have some sort of "life" and has more or less succeeded until 5 years ago.
Then I hit the wall, a big one. I just stopped everything, I wasn't even going to work anymore, I just stayed at home putting my things in order and waiting for the right time to end this.
Then started the medical circus, a bunch of experts, psychiatrists, etc...I was diagnosed with MDD/MPD/severe anxiety etc... They came to the conclusion that since I've lived with these conditions for over 25 years without treating them there was virtually no chance that I'd get better, so I was put on disability benefits.
At first it wasn't an easy pill to swallow. I've always been a very independant person and would have preferred to die a hundred times than ask/being given public help.Then I slowly started to process things, after all I have contributed to society for 25 years, I am what I am, I've spent my whole life in self detruction mode so maybe it would be time for me to stop hurting myself and just...live/die in peace. I have time now, everything is ready, no famly or friends left, nothing to lose.
All this is still pretty new so I'm not completely used to it yet and I'm still somewhere between shame and acceptance. I'm really tired and severely depressed 24/24 now so I don't really enjoy my new status beside the fact that it gives me the freedom to stay away from what I can't stand.
I know a lot of people will think I'm so lucky to be "free" and I understand it, I would have given everything when I was 20 to have such a luxury, but when you are where I am now I can promise you that I can't even do anything with this "freedom"
What really interests me is that if any of you are in the same situation it would be nice to hear your testimony. Thanks
Then I hit the wall, a big one. I just stopped everything, I wasn't even going to work anymore, I just stayed at home putting my things in order and waiting for the right time to end this.
Then started the medical circus, a bunch of experts, psychiatrists, etc...I was diagnosed with MDD/MPD/severe anxiety etc... They came to the conclusion that since I've lived with these conditions for over 25 years without treating them there was virtually no chance that I'd get better, so I was put on disability benefits.
At first it wasn't an easy pill to swallow. I've always been a very independant person and would have preferred to die a hundred times than ask/being given public help.Then I slowly started to process things, after all I have contributed to society for 25 years, I am what I am, I've spent my whole life in self detruction mode so maybe it would be time for me to stop hurting myself and just...live/die in peace. I have time now, everything is ready, no famly or friends left, nothing to lose.
All this is still pretty new so I'm not completely used to it yet and I'm still somewhere between shame and acceptance. I'm really tired and severely depressed 24/24 now so I don't really enjoy my new status beside the fact that it gives me the freedom to stay away from what I can't stand.
I know a lot of people will think I'm so lucky to be "free" and I understand it, I would have given everything when I was 20 to have such a luxury, but when you are where I am now I can promise you that I can't even do anything with this "freedom"
What really interests me is that if any of you are in the same situation it would be nice to hear your testimony. Thanks