Hello everyone.
I can't take it anymore. I try and every attempt seems to flounder in one way or another. I tried to commit suicide on Monday, which didn't work, but in the hospital they found out I was bulimic due to my potassium levels and electrolyte levels. I spent three days in the critical care unit, only to be released with a pat on the back of reassurance "I can make it through." I've been in denial for over a year about the extensive nature of my ED and now it's killing me, perhaps faster than I am even trying to kill myself.
I was molested, horrifically, as a child by my father, and my therapist felt the need to go through helping me 'unrepress' memories of the most tragic occurrences, which opened up a can of worms which have seemingly become leeches, devouring my soul.
I am clinically depressed. I think my doctor is tired of me, albeit he's been doing his best to play intermittent counselor (though I do have a good therapist and a psychiatrist who prescribes), I just want this to be over.
I'm so very tired of fighting every day. Every day there's something, there's never nothing, I want there so badly to just be 'normal' for one day, I don't even know what it feels like. I cry and cry and cry, and still nothing changes. I pray and pray and pray and still nothing changes. I feel like I am praying and God has stopped listening, maybe he's tired of me too.
My husband and family are being put through the ringer, as this was not my only suicide attempt. I think I've been in the hospital (ICU three times, psychiatric ward one night, hospital a lot) a total of 7 times in 6 months for attempted suicide or suicidal ideations.
I can't do it anymore. I am trying my best. Please, someone, please have something conducive to offer, because I am at my end, and I need help. I want to get better, I want to see the light at the end of the tunnel, but my meds aren't working, no matter what they try, and the only thing that really seems to help is seeing my professional help which is limited by my insurance company. My pastor wants nothing to do with the situation, and just tells me to seek professional help, though there's huge spiritual aspects of this.
I feel like ripping my hair out and screaming, I am just so frustrated at myself for burdening my family like this, and everyone else. I just want release
I can't take it anymore. I try and every attempt seems to flounder in one way or another. I tried to commit suicide on Monday, which didn't work, but in the hospital they found out I was bulimic due to my potassium levels and electrolyte levels. I spent three days in the critical care unit, only to be released with a pat on the back of reassurance "I can make it through." I've been in denial for over a year about the extensive nature of my ED and now it's killing me, perhaps faster than I am even trying to kill myself.
I was molested, horrifically, as a child by my father, and my therapist felt the need to go through helping me 'unrepress' memories of the most tragic occurrences, which opened up a can of worms which have seemingly become leeches, devouring my soul.
I am clinically depressed. I think my doctor is tired of me, albeit he's been doing his best to play intermittent counselor (though I do have a good therapist and a psychiatrist who prescribes), I just want this to be over.
I'm so very tired of fighting every day. Every day there's something, there's never nothing, I want there so badly to just be 'normal' for one day, I don't even know what it feels like. I cry and cry and cry, and still nothing changes. I pray and pray and pray and still nothing changes. I feel like I am praying and God has stopped listening, maybe he's tired of me too.
My husband and family are being put through the ringer, as this was not my only suicide attempt. I think I've been in the hospital (ICU three times, psychiatric ward one night, hospital a lot) a total of 7 times in 6 months for attempted suicide or suicidal ideations.
I can't do it anymore. I am trying my best. Please, someone, please have something conducive to offer, because I am at my end, and I need help. I want to get better, I want to see the light at the end of the tunnel, but my meds aren't working, no matter what they try, and the only thing that really seems to help is seeing my professional help which is limited by my insurance company. My pastor wants nothing to do with the situation, and just tells me to seek professional help, though there's huge spiritual aspects of this.
I feel like ripping my hair out and screaming, I am just so frustrated at myself for burdening my family like this, and everyone else. I just want release