SanitySalvage
The Ugliest King
- Jan 11, 2020
- 22
Hello,
I have not been on a forum in many years until today. I found this place because I've been thinking of ctb for quite some time now.
If you'll bare with me, I'd like to share my story. I apologize in advance if things don't make sense timeline wise/etc, I can barely remember what I did yesterday. Oops.
A little more than two years ago, my depression became hard to hide. I'd been hiding for 12 years at that point. I can't exactly remember how things happened but it ended up with me starting my journey to "better" mental health after a breakdown cost me a job I had just started via promotion. I had a therapist I'd see weekly and a psychiatrist almost bi-weekly.
This past summer was absolutely awful and I learned that my father had been unfaithful to my mother for the past two years. That's right, the same amount of time I'd been suffering. I couldn't believe it and I completely lost it. I threatened my father and from then I had a rocky relationship with him.
In September, I went on a trip to visit family with my parents, a trip I'd been dreading because every single time I made the trip in the past it caused family problems. So, of course, this time was no different. As soon as we got back home, my father triggered me and I fought him. Within a week, I had a breakdown and tried to ctb but turned myself into a hospital and ended up in my first psych ward ever. For two weeks with very limited contact with the outside.
Almost no one cared or noticed that I had been gone, except my parents of course because they insisted on visiting me and calling me on the free phones there. For the two weeks following that, I was partially hospitalized in a program that basically tried to teach me coping skills and things. This did not work, but I managed to be discharged anyway and I was diagnosed with major depression with psychotic features.
I tried my best to be positive, be good, take my medication. I even tried my best to form a good relationship with my father. Even though he's since decided not to live with us.
From October to mid November or so, I worked on this. However, I later decided to stop taking my meds because I gained a massive amount of weight because of them in a short time and hadn't felt any improvement. This weight gain caused me much grief because I'm already incredibly overweight.
The holidays were creeping up and nothing felt festive, so my depression became worse. I even stopped talking to my father. I said nothing to him for Christmas and I only let him hug me on New Years because I was caught off guard.
And then my birthday happened (this past Thursday). I had only a few people say anything and people who I thought were good friends remained silent. I didn't prod anyone or really talk about my birthday on Thursday because I hate being that kind of person. It was a very lonely day. It HAS been a very lonely couple weeks now to be honest.
I've also been talking about my depression openly and talking about my latest struggles, only to be left on read.
I haven't had a job in over two years and I'm too afraid of the outside to even try getting one. I do not find joy in anything and have spent weeks doing nothing more than laying down and watching youtube, reading or having my one meal a day. I tried going back to school and did for a while until it got too mentally taxing (which ended up in me now owing them money for non-completion and debt collectors on my back).
I feel incredibly lonely and there's no escape for me. Looking back at what I've written I'm definitely leaving out a lot of detail but I'm not sure how to really add everything in without it becoming insanely boring. It also feels like I'm just complaining and don't have real reason to want to ctb.
TL;DR: Two years ago I became severely mentally ill, it cost me my job. I've been on several medications with no luck and even had transcranial magnetic stimulation done. I've become even more depressed since then and a variety of factors have made it even more difficult for my will to live to exist. I'm incredibly lonely and can't handle any more emotional pain. I want to disappear.
If you read any of that, you have my gratitude.
I have not been on a forum in many years until today. I found this place because I've been thinking of ctb for quite some time now.
If you'll bare with me, I'd like to share my story. I apologize in advance if things don't make sense timeline wise/etc, I can barely remember what I did yesterday. Oops.
A little more than two years ago, my depression became hard to hide. I'd been hiding for 12 years at that point. I can't exactly remember how things happened but it ended up with me starting my journey to "better" mental health after a breakdown cost me a job I had just started via promotion. I had a therapist I'd see weekly and a psychiatrist almost bi-weekly.
This past summer was absolutely awful and I learned that my father had been unfaithful to my mother for the past two years. That's right, the same amount of time I'd been suffering. I couldn't believe it and I completely lost it. I threatened my father and from then I had a rocky relationship with him.
In September, I went on a trip to visit family with my parents, a trip I'd been dreading because every single time I made the trip in the past it caused family problems. So, of course, this time was no different. As soon as we got back home, my father triggered me and I fought him. Within a week, I had a breakdown and tried to ctb but turned myself into a hospital and ended up in my first psych ward ever. For two weeks with very limited contact with the outside.
Almost no one cared or noticed that I had been gone, except my parents of course because they insisted on visiting me and calling me on the free phones there. For the two weeks following that, I was partially hospitalized in a program that basically tried to teach me coping skills and things. This did not work, but I managed to be discharged anyway and I was diagnosed with major depression with psychotic features.
I tried my best to be positive, be good, take my medication. I even tried my best to form a good relationship with my father. Even though he's since decided not to live with us.
From October to mid November or so, I worked on this. However, I later decided to stop taking my meds because I gained a massive amount of weight because of them in a short time and hadn't felt any improvement. This weight gain caused me much grief because I'm already incredibly overweight.
The holidays were creeping up and nothing felt festive, so my depression became worse. I even stopped talking to my father. I said nothing to him for Christmas and I only let him hug me on New Years because I was caught off guard.
And then my birthday happened (this past Thursday). I had only a few people say anything and people who I thought were good friends remained silent. I didn't prod anyone or really talk about my birthday on Thursday because I hate being that kind of person. It was a very lonely day. It HAS been a very lonely couple weeks now to be honest.
I've also been talking about my depression openly and talking about my latest struggles, only to be left on read.
I haven't had a job in over two years and I'm too afraid of the outside to even try getting one. I do not find joy in anything and have spent weeks doing nothing more than laying down and watching youtube, reading or having my one meal a day. I tried going back to school and did for a while until it got too mentally taxing (which ended up in me now owing them money for non-completion and debt collectors on my back).
I feel incredibly lonely and there's no escape for me. Looking back at what I've written I'm definitely leaving out a lot of detail but I'm not sure how to really add everything in without it becoming insanely boring. It also feels like I'm just complaining and don't have real reason to want to ctb.
TL;DR: Two years ago I became severely mentally ill, it cost me my job. I've been on several medications with no luck and even had transcranial magnetic stimulation done. I've become even more depressed since then and a variety of factors have made it even more difficult for my will to live to exist. I'm incredibly lonely and can't handle any more emotional pain. I want to disappear.
If you read any of that, you have my gratitude.