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Way before this point, I have been telling all of my workers often that I do NOT want to meet this male nurse, and I do NOT need to. He's the one that was adamant so my mental support worker was like "well she's adamant that she won't turn up so if you're happy to accept the fact that I'll be coming with her then we can make an appointment".
We went to said appointment this morning and was like how's your mood, how's the weekend been, blah blah blah. I was saying fine to everything, but then he informed me that another of my workers had rung him yesterday to inform him about what happened at the weekend. Right, so why the fuck ask me then if you already know? -_-
THEN he said "I don't think there's anything I can do - only you can help yourself and you need to start taking some responsibility and stop doing such negative things".
Is that a fucking joke? First of all, why was he so adamant on meeting me just to tell me that? Secondly, HOW THE FUCK am I NOT taking responsibility!? I am engaging with the support that is being offered to me, despite how difficult that can be sometimes - that IS me trying to help myself in some way. I can't even describe how upset I am. I do not need a random man confirming that I'm a failure and telling me that my behaviour needs to stop. I did not deliberately try to make myself such a fuck up. I started drinking because I was struggling - how on earth was I supposed to know that it would get so out of hand? I started self-harming way back when - how on earth was I supposed to know I'd never have the courage to stop? I never made it my mission to start overdosing - it just happened. It was not my choice to become such a fuck up of a person and I never truly asked for the things that happened to me throughout my life. It's not fair. This man has basically just confirmed all of the shit I feel about myself and it's a horrific feeling.
What's the point anymore? Why engage with other support if nobody is noticing a difference - if people have the nerve to tell me straight up that I need to "stop" doing what I'm doing. As if it's that fucking simple. If I could just "stop", I wouldn't be living a life like this right now.
I'm seeing GP tomorrow but I really need him now. But I've needed him all week basically. What is going on with me!? I used to hate so much support, I used to hate it, but now I just can't cope for even one day alone. I want to cry. I genuinely just feel like sobbing.
Did you go in the end to the Drs? Would you have been able to have left your nephew in the waiting room? Could you get an emergency appt tomorrow morning?
He's going to ring a few people this morning to see what's happening from their points of views because I told him I feel really isolated. So we'll see what happens.
Just wanted to check back in with you - did your Dr call you back in the end? Did you go back and have a chat with him?
Hope you're ok
He didn't call me back but a woman from the crisis team phoned me that night and wanted to meet with myself and my mental support worker. Gosh knows why, it was a shit meeting and it was literally entirely pointless.
Got so much pain right now and I already feel like shit but I'm not even seeing any of my workers today. That's terrifying. I feel today is going to be tough.
Remember you can always come on here to chat if you want to
Please take care butterfly *hug*
Would take care if I know how to. Can't cope with such desperate sadness. It's horrible. Fucking sick of wanting to cry as well.
If need be remember there are lots of helplines out there like Samaritans and we are hear of course