willitpass
Don’t try to offer me help, I’ve tried everything
- Mar 10, 2020
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I had a therapy session with my dad today. It quickly turned into me saying how I don't feel like I'm getting any better, feeling like I don't even want to get any better, and being terrified that my future will turn into my dad getting a conservatorship over me and institutionalizing me for the rest of my life. His response is that if it comes down to it, he will do it. The rest of the session was my dad and therapist telling me how it's my choice if I want to work in treatment to get better and go home or my dad get a conservatorship and I lose everything. I would yell at them that I fucking know that it's my choice, I'm not fucking stupid, but I'm so fucking exhausted. I've been fighting this my whole life and I'm tired, I don't have it in me anymore.
My dad eventually said "well if you aren't going to try then we'll stop wasting everyone's time and I'll go to court and start looking for somewhere to send you". I just sobbed. He asked me "if you were a parent in this situation, what would you do?". I didn't answer, but I wanted to just say "I can't imagine letting my child die, but if they were suffering that much for so long I could not fathom locking them up just to suffer for the rest of their life". I did tell him at what point are you keeping someone alive to just keep them alive?
The session ended with my dad and therapist saying that they see progress in me even if I don't. I am so fucking sick of people telling me that. They aren't living in my head to realize the hell Im living in.
This is a nightmare situation. There genuinely is no choice anymore but to fake getting better. How I'll achieve that I have no fucking clue. I am so fucking exhausted. The thought of having to fake recovery again sounds impossible. But I will just have to keep in mind what is at stake. All I need is to get well enough that they believe I will not kill myself, and then I can discharge and CTB on the way to the airport.
My dad eventually said "well if you aren't going to try then we'll stop wasting everyone's time and I'll go to court and start looking for somewhere to send you". I just sobbed. He asked me "if you were a parent in this situation, what would you do?". I didn't answer, but I wanted to just say "I can't imagine letting my child die, but if they were suffering that much for so long I could not fathom locking them up just to suffer for the rest of their life". I did tell him at what point are you keeping someone alive to just keep them alive?
The session ended with my dad and therapist saying that they see progress in me even if I don't. I am so fucking sick of people telling me that. They aren't living in my head to realize the hell Im living in.
This is a nightmare situation. There genuinely is no choice anymore but to fake getting better. How I'll achieve that I have no fucking clue. I am so fucking exhausted. The thought of having to fake recovery again sounds impossible. But I will just have to keep in mind what is at stake. All I need is to get well enough that they believe I will not kill myself, and then I can discharge and CTB on the way to the airport.