Paperdoll76Casual Contributor
Introduction from someone desperately seeking someone who "gets it"
Hi all, I guess first I should apologise for the length of this post, I went back to edit it before posting, but I think I need to be emotionally honest and let whatever had to be said remain said, even if I rambled..
Anyway, more than half of my life has been a battle with my mental health...
Abusive upbringing physically and mentally, diagnosed with a depressive disorder in late teens, added GAD to that in my 20s, now in my 40s, when I thought I would be in control of my life I've had an eating disorder added to that list.
I have an adult child on the autistic spectrum who I raised by myself 95% of the time who has inherited my depression and anxiety. I have extremely poor self image and self worth. I got married 9 years ago, we lost our unborn baby and I required emergency surgery for internal rupture 12 weeks after our wedding. This was never spoken of by my husband or any of my family, I coped via substance abuse for a little over a year before family confronted me about it in a way that was totally dismissive of the trauma I had experienced... it was horrible but it made me seek help.
I am currently in treatment for ED, but feel like the therapy is totally dismissive of my depression and anxiety. I am a health care professional who has worked in mental health and EDOS but whilst my rational brain knows my eating is disordered, I'm ambivalent most of the time about it, and question whether I actually have an eating disorder, whether I am worth making the effort for to get well, and have a LOT of difficulty maintaining behaviours that will support my recovery.
My husband is not supportive of the things I need to do for my recovery either, and this really makes me think I'm not worth the effort. If someone who "loves" me is encouraging sabotaging behaviours, discouraging healthy choices and doesn't take my diagnosis seriously then why bother?
I feel like I'm having to do this totally alone. I feel unsupported. I feel like nobody in my world understands how hard it is to build a healthy relationship with myself, with food, with the world. I really just feel like I have no energy to do this anymore.
I have considered many negative options recently, i will not deliberately harm myself, I know I need to be here for my son and my dog. I feel stuck like there is no way out of this, I just don't know what to do anymore. I'm tired.