
thorsve
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- Aug 2, 2022
- 30
I want to excuse anyone reading this for my poor English, it's not my first language. I'm a 23 year old male diagnosed with Bipolar type 1, Borderline, PTSD and ADHD. Growing up I had a rough upbringing with an abusive dad, diagnosed with ASPD, and a mother that was mentally ill and also abused drugs until she died from an overdose when I was 10. Even though my mum was an addict she was much more capable of showing me and my siblings love compared to my dad. I was always the black sheep, the punching bag, a mere mean for him to project all the negative things happening in our life. Because of this I took the first best chance to move out of the household and start studying at university. At first, everything went well but during my second semester my life totally fell apart. I started remembering my trauma, had troubles sleeping, abused Xanax and had short term, destructive, unstable relationships with the people I dated. Fast forward 1 year and I had my first full blown bipolar manic episode, where I ended up trying to hurt my dad and was hospitalised by the courts order. I spent weeks in a mental asylum and got my bipolar diagnosis very quickly. As time moved on I opened up about my past and got screened for PTSD and Borderline, but have yet to receive treatment due to waiting times at the hospital.
Now I'm sitting here writing to you guys, most of my friends have left me. Most of my family disowned me during my manic episode. I have amassed a huge amount of debts during my manic episodes. The debt collectors are most likely going to claim everything that keeps me somewhat sane. And to be honest, I just want to end it all. I'm sick and tired of the episodic mood swings as much as my daily ones. I never trust people and have unstable relationships because of that. I feel like I'm living inside my own hell. I have been on a sick leave from work and school for a year and have one more year until I have to start working again. But I don't want to, I don't feel like I'm capable of keeping a job, and suicide is the only thing that comforts me. I never asked to be born with multiple mental illnesses. Yet I'm expected to live a life suffering everyday. Euthanasia is not allowed in my country and probably never will. I've tried suicide two times but got caught and rushed to the hospital. At least I didn't turn out to be a vegetable. If you're reading this, thanks for taking your time.
Now I'm sitting here writing to you guys, most of my friends have left me. Most of my family disowned me during my manic episode. I have amassed a huge amount of debts during my manic episodes. The debt collectors are most likely going to claim everything that keeps me somewhat sane. And to be honest, I just want to end it all. I'm sick and tired of the episodic mood swings as much as my daily ones. I never trust people and have unstable relationships because of that. I feel like I'm living inside my own hell. I have been on a sick leave from work and school for a year and have one more year until I have to start working again. But I don't want to, I don't feel like I'm capable of keeping a job, and suicide is the only thing that comforts me. I never asked to be born with multiple mental illnesses. Yet I'm expected to live a life suffering everyday. Euthanasia is not allowed in my country and probably never will. I've tried suicide two times but got caught and rushed to the hospital. At least I didn't turn out to be a vegetable. If you're reading this, thanks for taking your time.
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