Nem
Drs suck mega ass!
- Sep 3, 2018
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Long story short, I got involved in a controlling relationship with someone that very likely was a sociopath. For years I battled depression/bipolar by using marijuana and was doing very well, no hospitalization for over a decade. I had taken my fair share of meds but aside from the side effects, there was no positive effects to be found.
I had been out of a relationship for awhile and had met this person and at the start things seemed okay, but there was a couple of red flags that I ignored and that nearly costed me my life and in a way it did. This person used weed as well and I would use it the moment I got home from work.
My gf asked me to move in with her and two days after moving in she demanded we quit weed (she did not like the fact that I smoked it as soon as I got home)and I should've got the fuck out of there immediately.
Two weeks after I quit, I became very depressed and told her that ever since I quit I had become depressed, she just said bullshit, I don't believe you. Okay, if that's not a fucking red flag then nothing is! I was a retard for not getting my stuff and leaving right then.
I avoided meds until awhile later I made the mistake of mentioning to a coworker that I was dealing with depression and anxiety, the next day he brought some Valium and recommended it would help. That eventually got me back on meds which turned out to be a disaster.
My dr was careless af and ended up prescribing me a dangerous combo of meds even though I warned him about the natural supplements that I was taking. Two days later I was on a hellcation with Hitler and started feeling very ill, just before taking my meds I paused and told Hitler that they were making me sick and wanted to stop them.
Hitler became angry and demanded I keep taking them and I didn't need any silent treatment or bullshit...two weeks later I was rushed to the hospital (and left to die in the waiting room by a racist staff-they were black I was white)
I suffered serious muscle, nerve, brain and kidney damage...I was ready to do things to people responsible that they would never forget. Hitler was away on a bullshit trip and a couple of days later I picked her up from the airport and after awhile told her that I almost died from the meds and I wasn't feeling well anymore. Her response was "aren't you going to ask about my trip?"
At that point I knew I was fucked, I spent tens of thousands of dollars trying to fix the damage, and went a solid two years easily only having two hours of sleep per night. A year and a half later I made a plan to die and Hitler broke up with me the next day...I am not fucking kidding. I continued to struggle with the damage even until now and it's been complete fucking hell, I sleep three hours a night and I'm slowly getting worse every day.
I regret ever meeting this disgusting person, a sociopath combined with a narcissist if I ever seen one. My dr admitted fault and then changed his notes...I almost kicked the crap out of him beyond recognition but I was able to keep composure. The hospital made a fake triage report and they didn't know I had a copy of the original.
My therapist recommended suing the crap out of them and after I contacted a lawyer, Hitler threatened break up if I sued...and I was so sick I was unable to care for myself so I had to put off the lawsuit.
I've been suicidal ever since this happened, it's been absolutely hell every single day and I've been retarded even continuing this far. Things are getting really close to the end, my life has been destroyed and moving forward is like raising the titanic, like how the fuck do you move forward on three hours of sleep per night?!
Thanks for reading and I hope it makes sense
Peace/hugs
I had been out of a relationship for awhile and had met this person and at the start things seemed okay, but there was a couple of red flags that I ignored and that nearly costed me my life and in a way it did. This person used weed as well and I would use it the moment I got home from work.
My gf asked me to move in with her and two days after moving in she demanded we quit weed (she did not like the fact that I smoked it as soon as I got home)and I should've got the fuck out of there immediately.
Two weeks after I quit, I became very depressed and told her that ever since I quit I had become depressed, she just said bullshit, I don't believe you. Okay, if that's not a fucking red flag then nothing is! I was a retard for not getting my stuff and leaving right then.
I avoided meds until awhile later I made the mistake of mentioning to a coworker that I was dealing with depression and anxiety, the next day he brought some Valium and recommended it would help. That eventually got me back on meds which turned out to be a disaster.
My dr was careless af and ended up prescribing me a dangerous combo of meds even though I warned him about the natural supplements that I was taking. Two days later I was on a hellcation with Hitler and started feeling very ill, just before taking my meds I paused and told Hitler that they were making me sick and wanted to stop them.
Hitler became angry and demanded I keep taking them and I didn't need any silent treatment or bullshit...two weeks later I was rushed to the hospital (and left to die in the waiting room by a racist staff-they were black I was white)
I suffered serious muscle, nerve, brain and kidney damage...I was ready to do things to people responsible that they would never forget. Hitler was away on a bullshit trip and a couple of days later I picked her up from the airport and after awhile told her that I almost died from the meds and I wasn't feeling well anymore. Her response was "aren't you going to ask about my trip?"
At that point I knew I was fucked, I spent tens of thousands of dollars trying to fix the damage, and went a solid two years easily only having two hours of sleep per night. A year and a half later I made a plan to die and Hitler broke up with me the next day...I am not fucking kidding. I continued to struggle with the damage even until now and it's been complete fucking hell, I sleep three hours a night and I'm slowly getting worse every day.
I regret ever meeting this disgusting person, a sociopath combined with a narcissist if I ever seen one. My dr admitted fault and then changed his notes...I almost kicked the crap out of him beyond recognition but I was able to keep composure. The hospital made a fake triage report and they didn't know I had a copy of the original.
My therapist recommended suing the crap out of them and after I contacted a lawyer, Hitler threatened break up if I sued...and I was so sick I was unable to care for myself so I had to put off the lawsuit.
I've been suicidal ever since this happened, it's been absolutely hell every single day and I've been retarded even continuing this far. Things are getting really close to the end, my life has been destroyed and moving forward is like raising the titanic, like how the fuck do you move forward on three hours of sleep per night?!
Thanks for reading and I hope it makes sense
Peace/hugs
