I am very sick.
My meds are no longer working. Severe depression and suicidality are overwhelming.
I am in no danger of physical self harm as my prohibition for this behaviour is still active, but the compulsion is maddening.
My thoughts and feelings are very destructive. Flashbacks, dissociative episodes, tics, melancholia, suppressed energy levels, nightmares, severe anxiety, self hate, isolation, some self harm, cognitive dissonance and confusion.
I can barely express myself. severe lethalogica gets in the way. My intellect is dulled.
Since December I have felt a waning of control as my new medication has begun losing it's efficacy. The distress is becoming more pronounced and a sense of hopelessness and defeat is ascendant. I really do not want to keep living. I am so very tired of this.
actually having a prohibition for suicidal behaviour is making things more unbearable. I have mapped and planned my death in great detail but because I am a father I cannot follow through. I cannot traumatise my daughter in such a way.
I have'nt spoken to anyone in three weeks. I can't answer the phone. I have given up on the job front and I will not be presenting at the mental health conference. I am isolating myself. I cannot stop.
Even writing this is a strain. finding words is difficult.
I'm not looking for sympathy, just informing. I have recieved an email from Sane asking if I'm ok. I'm not.
Living alone is excaserbating symptomology. And in many ways I hope I continue to degrade and eventually lose my perspective altogther. I can't even bathe.
I don't really understand why I'm writing this. I hope it is not an attention seeking device. I don't know though.
I'm sorry if it is.
Just can't write anymore, thoughts are too ephemeral. Can't lock them down in words.
Sorry