14/12/2022
I don’t want to be living the way I am. How I am living isn’t living at all, it is suffering because what is a life when I’m 20 years old and I haven’t lived the majority of the 20 years. I look inside of myself, I see people who are breathing and alive, I hear voices in my head and I blackout for up to a week at a time. I claim to be young children of different ages, genders and more, yet, it’s romanticised and some people say that I’m delusional because they aren’t as pro-mental health as they claim to be.
I went through RAMCOA and I survived it, yet, I have to pay money out of my own pocket to fix what someone else did to me and Dissociative Identity Disorder is a current trend.
I cannot control my mood because one point, I’m high, I cannot control my behaviour because everything feels like candy, nothing has consequences and everything is amazing but then I destroy my life. A few weeks later, I’m so depressed that I’d take anything to not feel like that and I’m covered in self-harm marks. I hear things that aren’t there, I see things that aren’t there and I cannot feel my own emotions. I have carved a number inside of my arm and I exist in a complete fantasy for 2 weeks to up to a month.
I cannot make friends and hold relationships because the majority of people dump me when they realise that I’m not mentally stable. They dump me when they realise that I don’t just have depression, anxiety and issues with self-esteem. I have been treated like complete s**t from the time that I was in school and I thought that ‘The Quay School’ would be better because at least they’d understand. Nope, the majority of the kids there treated me like complete crap and I was r***d by one of my peers.
People think I enjoy not working and only going to college once a week. People say I’m lucky. There’s nothing luck related about being so mentally ill that you cannot pick up a full-time job like your peers. I want to live and I want to feel like I‘m alive. I want to be trauma free and happy.
However, I’m mentally ill and living in a nightmare that I cannot wake up from. I’d take anything to not feel like this and if there was a reset button where I’m promised a life without all of the s**t that I experience, I’d take it in seconds. This is mental health, it is not glamorous and people lose their lives from it because they feel like I do but if we suffer, we’re painted as attention seeking… But if one of us commits su***de, I WISH I SAW THE SIGNS UWU, you fu***ng did, you ignored them and talked about our pain behind our backs.
I’d tell people to make more of an effort but to be honest, the NHS doesn’t even have an adult crisis team anymore. In fact, it’s either you MAY get a call or you go to A&E where they don’t do anything to help you because the government keeps cutting money, the NHS sucks at money management and there is no money in general.
I’m glad I’m privileged enough to get the help I need but I’ve also been ignored for 10 years and misdiagnosed up to 3 times…