Hi, I’m Suey. I have recently returned home after a horrendous year in Brisbane most of the last twelve months.
My ex husband passed away and I had only lived here for about 2 months then. I was just getting to know the place and joined a group to get to know other people as I only knew the Estate Agent here.
I had just, finally got out of a co dependant relationship with my sister which i had been part of for many years on and off. She was emotionally and sometimes physically abusive towards me and towards others since childhood.
I just decided that at 63 I really wasn’t going to allow her to continue bullying me and basically running my life. I felt free for the first time in many years and just decided that I could live wherever I wanted to so I chose my happy place!
Things were going quite well for me and then my ex of 2o years married and altogether 28 years of knowing him passed away. He had been ill for some time but was only 50!
Anyway, I was the only one available to sort out his house that looked like a drug den and was full of rubbish and filthy. My name was still on the Title and Mortgage so really had no choice. My kids were totally ignoring me till then and after the funeral I didn’t see them for nearly a year. I had no support and there was so much to do.
He left no papers behind so I could sort out his accounts or anything. Everything was on the laptop and no one could get into it.
After the pressure piled on top of me and my savings spent on trying to fix the house up to sell it, I really hit rock bottom. I went home and stayed inside for three months, had various attempts at suicide and discovered that the nearest mental health unit was 30km away at Maryborough but had no beds.
A friend eventually came up from Brisbane and after being treated like a second class citizen in the public hospital up here I went back to Brisbane to my friends house which wasn’t much better.
I went into a private hospital over Christmas and then in January I had the Covid booster and ended up in Prince Charles with a suspected heart attack! After a week of tests they said it was severe Myocarditis which is inflammation of the heart muscle apparently caused by the Covid booster! Very rare for my age, how lucky am I.
I eventually went back to the private mental health hospital but was so depressed and anxious about trying to get everything done on the house, painting, carpeting and the garden etc plus the house flooded which lowered the house price by about $100,000!!
I was suicidal again and ended up in Acute Care mental health unit at Prince Charles again. I was there about 10 days that time and a few others this year. One for another myocarditis event also.
I was referred to a support worker who was brilliant. She visited and took me to appointments as I couldn’t drive because of the heart condition.
I have the opportunity to make new friend here and see a couple of people I sort of know but finding it almost impossible to go out again. I now have a gorgeous puppy - Ginny (like Ginny with red hair from H Potter!) I think she is keeping me going atm but I walk on the beach with her every morning and then just go back to my unit for the rest of the time. D0on’t think I’m eligible now for a support worker when I really need one.
I’m worried that I’m spiralling downward again. Becoming isolated and headed for some negative behaviours. It’s happened a lot in the past. I have to find someone to look after Ginny if I have to go to hospital for mental health reasons or for myocarditis which is a lot better but can happen again.
Once I find someone to pick her up in an emergency there’s nothing to stop me really from going back to old habits when I’m really depressed or manic.
Sorry this is so long. I didn’t mean it to be. It just happened as soon as I started typing.
Suey