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Lostkitten1
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- Apr 28, 2020
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So I've been a member of this site for a while, although I've been inactive for ~6-7 months or so. I'm simply interested in what others would do if they were in the position I find myself in.
I had a little life-breaking legal issue last year, I'm not inclined to go into details as to what said legal issue is, however it resulted in me quitting my job before they fired me, losing pretty much everyone I ever cared about AND facing the prospect of a few years jail time on top. Up to that point I'd been happy in a secure although not greatly paying job, with people around me I could call friends, an alien concept for me as being high-functioning autistic means for me I can't make social connections easily. A couple of months after my first police visit, once they'd finished ransacking my house and taking most of my possessions, I'd hit rock bottom and found this community. At first I found solace in the threads of other people, before making an account and adding a little of my own voice where I thought it would be most useful. (Yes, you used to be able to browse the forum as a public, non-logged-in guest before some do-gooder decided the community here is "dangerous". I'm not going to get into that argument, move along).
Around the same time I bought myself some SN, more for the comfort of knowing it was there than to ever use it, but I ended up nearly catching the bus a grand total of 5 times before I finally got myself onto antidepressants, starting with Citalopram before transitioning to Mirtazapine because the former kept me awake, in a couple of cases for >36 hour stints. In general the treatment worked more or less, insofar as while I'm still depressed and vaguely self-destructive, I care less about the reasons as to why. All the while, my bail was being extended in three-month bursts, often with less than a week warning, which I guess I should be thankful for but it's very difficult to settle into a regular day-to-day rhythm with a maybe-or-maybe-not impending incarceration hanging over your head. Which brings me to today, one week before I was supposed to be recalled, my case officer extends my bail YET AGAIN.
Bastard.
So now I find myself rock bottom again. Frankly, I've had enough. Enough of the wanker running the investigation, enough of trying to do the best I could do for the community I loved so much and the people I cared about. I've got no job prospects, no family to speak of and no way out. Well, no "good" way out, in the eyes of others. That bottle of SN powder in my drawer is looking mighty enticing right about now. I've no idea if it's any good after a year or so, but there's enough there that even if it's less effective than it should be, it should still do the job. So, the question: If you were in my shoes (and you don't want to be, believe me), what would you do? And please be honest.
I had a little life-breaking legal issue last year, I'm not inclined to go into details as to what said legal issue is, however it resulted in me quitting my job before they fired me, losing pretty much everyone I ever cared about AND facing the prospect of a few years jail time on top. Up to that point I'd been happy in a secure although not greatly paying job, with people around me I could call friends, an alien concept for me as being high-functioning autistic means for me I can't make social connections easily. A couple of months after my first police visit, once they'd finished ransacking my house and taking most of my possessions, I'd hit rock bottom and found this community. At first I found solace in the threads of other people, before making an account and adding a little of my own voice where I thought it would be most useful. (Yes, you used to be able to browse the forum as a public, non-logged-in guest before some do-gooder decided the community here is "dangerous". I'm not going to get into that argument, move along).
Around the same time I bought myself some SN, more for the comfort of knowing it was there than to ever use it, but I ended up nearly catching the bus a grand total of 5 times before I finally got myself onto antidepressants, starting with Citalopram before transitioning to Mirtazapine because the former kept me awake, in a couple of cases for >36 hour stints. In general the treatment worked more or less, insofar as while I'm still depressed and vaguely self-destructive, I care less about the reasons as to why. All the while, my bail was being extended in three-month bursts, often with less than a week warning, which I guess I should be thankful for but it's very difficult to settle into a regular day-to-day rhythm with a maybe-or-maybe-not impending incarceration hanging over your head. Which brings me to today, one week before I was supposed to be recalled, my case officer extends my bail YET AGAIN.
Bastard.
So now I find myself rock bottom again. Frankly, I've had enough. Enough of the wanker running the investigation, enough of trying to do the best I could do for the community I loved so much and the people I cared about. I've got no job prospects, no family to speak of and no way out. Well, no "good" way out, in the eyes of others. That bottle of SN powder in my drawer is looking mighty enticing right about now. I've no idea if it's any good after a year or so, but there's enough there that even if it's less effective than it should be, it should still do the job. So, the question: If you were in my shoes (and you don't want to be, believe me), what would you do? And please be honest.