06-13-2012, 12:19 PM
I know I haven't formally introduced myself yet (and I will,) but I kinda wanted to get some stuff off my chest because I've been bothered by some of it for the past few nights.
Anyhow... my story (briefly.)
I'm BeautifulBlue, but you can call me Blue. I've been twenty for a few months now.
I was raised by abusive parents in Idaho. Due to religious persecution, lack of friends, my mother's agoraphobia and my father's alcoholism, I was forced to flee my homestate in 2010 to live where I do now with friends in Texas. I've been here for two years now and have run the gambit of personal issues, including but not limited to: dealing with social anxiety issues, getting over my fear of men, etc. In late 2010 I had a relationship sour which led to an emotional breakdown, which then led to ano official diagnosis of Bipolar 1 Disorder. Since December 2010, I have been on varying medications and am, as of tonight, switching over to a new one. I've been dealing with a lot of depression lately (even though I'm medicated for both bipolar disorder and depression,) but I'm having a lot of trouble the last few weeks, mainly with loneliness and that sort of thing.
Herein lies my problem...
I have tons of good things in my life.
- I have two great friends who don't make me pay rent and who have helped keep me upright since I've moved here.
- My writing career is finally starting to kick off and at the end of the month I'll receive my first big paycheck from self-publishing royalties (not enough to live alone, but enough to let me live more comfortably.)
- I'm medicated, and in generally good health
- I have a good group of friends outside of the ones I live with
- And I haven't had problems dating as of recently.
However... lately, as I've said before, I've been dealing with a lot of depression--most of it random, out of place, etc. I know this is part of the Bipolar process, but it doesn't help a whole lot.
Some things I've been bothered by recently are:
- My inability to maintain a relationship for a long time, as I can't seem to attract decent guys. The furthest I went in a 'psuedo-relationship' with a guy was one month... then he said he wanted someone to beat and belittle. Second guy who seemed to work out became too clingy and fell in love with me after three dates.
- My tension with living with said roommates. They're good people, but I feel really sheltered by them (almost to a suffocating point.)
- My mental wellbeing. I can no longer attend therapy at the gay youth center here in town and I do not have the money to afford it.
My mental wellbeing is my main problem right now, I think, and though it's something I've learned to live with, it's hard to adjust at times. I tried to get on social security but was denied disability because a psychologist deemed I could do 'less demanding work,' even though my anxiety and condition often leave me in positions where I shut down completely or I become completely violent. I cannot work because of this. This isn't an excuse to say I haven't tried to pursue a job (I tried for almost two years, the whole time I've been here.) I also tried to pursue college at one point, but one semester in, three horrible teachers and an inability to cope with the stress, I had another emotional breakdown that led to extreme thoughts of suicide, which in turn landed me in a psychiatric emergency hospital for four hours a day for two days straight (this is when I got new medication.) Now I'm switching to new medication and I'm dealing with the throes of unsurety.
I don't know what I'm really asking for at this point -- maybe some luck, good thoughts, support, etc. I'll ask questions if people want to answer them to explain my situation more in-depth (I won't make this first post majorly long,) but to answer one outright: No. I'm not suicidal. I'm just feeling really trapped and lonely in my own body.
Another question people will probably ask is why I don't talk to this about my friends. For the most part, whenever I try to talk to them, my issues get dumbed down -- that I don't have to worry about money because the roommates will cover me, that a guy will come around eventually, that your issues are chemical based and not due to any downward-spiraling self-doubt, etc. I also feel that when I try to verbally communicate with my roommates that they tell me to go get help, or to try and get help from these places, but I'm unable to due to medical situations, etc. I'm close to exhausting everything here except Texas' MAP (Medical Assistance Program) Program, which I'm not even sure I will qualify for in the next few months given that my income is increasing.
Anyhow... if anyone can give me some thoughts, I'd appreciate it. Right now I'd just really like to know that I'm not alone. Any support would be nice.
Anyhow... my story (briefly.)
I'm BeautifulBlue, but you can call me Blue. I've been twenty for a few months now.
I was raised by abusive parents in Idaho. Due to religious persecution, lack of friends, my mother's agoraphobia and my father's alcoholism, I was forced to flee my homestate in 2010 to live where I do now with friends in Texas. I've been here for two years now and have run the gambit of personal issues, including but not limited to: dealing with social anxiety issues, getting over my fear of men, etc. In late 2010 I had a relationship sour which led to an emotional breakdown, which then led to ano official diagnosis of Bipolar 1 Disorder. Since December 2010, I have been on varying medications and am, as of tonight, switching over to a new one. I've been dealing with a lot of depression lately (even though I'm medicated for both bipolar disorder and depression,) but I'm having a lot of trouble the last few weeks, mainly with loneliness and that sort of thing.
Herein lies my problem...
I have tons of good things in my life.
- I have two great friends who don't make me pay rent and who have helped keep me upright since I've moved here.
- My writing career is finally starting to kick off and at the end of the month I'll receive my first big paycheck from self-publishing royalties (not enough to live alone, but enough to let me live more comfortably.)
- I'm medicated, and in generally good health
- I have a good group of friends outside of the ones I live with
- And I haven't had problems dating as of recently.
However... lately, as I've said before, I've been dealing with a lot of depression--most of it random, out of place, etc. I know this is part of the Bipolar process, but it doesn't help a whole lot.
Some things I've been bothered by recently are:
- My inability to maintain a relationship for a long time, as I can't seem to attract decent guys. The furthest I went in a 'psuedo-relationship' with a guy was one month... then he said he wanted someone to beat and belittle. Second guy who seemed to work out became too clingy and fell in love with me after three dates.
- My tension with living with said roommates. They're good people, but I feel really sheltered by them (almost to a suffocating point.)
- My mental wellbeing. I can no longer attend therapy at the gay youth center here in town and I do not have the money to afford it.
My mental wellbeing is my main problem right now, I think, and though it's something I've learned to live with, it's hard to adjust at times. I tried to get on social security but was denied disability because a psychologist deemed I could do 'less demanding work,' even though my anxiety and condition often leave me in positions where I shut down completely or I become completely violent. I cannot work because of this. This isn't an excuse to say I haven't tried to pursue a job (I tried for almost two years, the whole time I've been here.) I also tried to pursue college at one point, but one semester in, three horrible teachers and an inability to cope with the stress, I had another emotional breakdown that led to extreme thoughts of suicide, which in turn landed me in a psychiatric emergency hospital for four hours a day for two days straight (this is when I got new medication.) Now I'm switching to new medication and I'm dealing with the throes of unsurety.
I don't know what I'm really asking for at this point -- maybe some luck, good thoughts, support, etc. I'll ask questions if people want to answer them to explain my situation more in-depth (I won't make this first post majorly long,) but to answer one outright: No. I'm not suicidal. I'm just feeling really trapped and lonely in my own body.
Another question people will probably ask is why I don't talk to this about my friends. For the most part, whenever I try to talk to them, my issues get dumbed down -- that I don't have to worry about money because the roommates will cover me, that a guy will come around eventually, that your issues are chemical based and not due to any downward-spiraling self-doubt, etc. I also feel that when I try to verbally communicate with my roommates that they tell me to go get help, or to try and get help from these places, but I'm unable to due to medical situations, etc. I'm close to exhausting everything here except Texas' MAP (Medical Assistance Program) Program, which I'm not even sure I will qualify for in the next few months given that my income is increasing.
Anyhow... if anyone can give me some thoughts, I'd appreciate it. Right now I'd just really like to know that I'm not alone. Any support would be nice.