therealcrumblesCasual Contributor
First Post: 24, Schizoaffective/PTSD/ADHD/Anxiety/Gender Dysphoria, feel trapped by my inability to get anything done.
First-time poster so thought I'd introduce myself and talk a little bit about what's going on.
As the title says, I'm 24 and without getting into too much have been diagnosed with Schizoaffective, PTSD, ADHD, Anxiety and Gender Dysphoria. I'm also an alcoholic.
I keep trying to improve my life and it all falls to bits. I have no friends where I live, I receive basically enough money to live from my Dad in America (Mum died when I was 17, hit me hard,) my Australian family are in another city and while we're on speaking terms they don't want me living with them.
My room's such a mess I can hardly see the floor, I have literally no friends except online, I basically had to quit uni due to financial reasons, not because I couldn't afford it (Mum was rich and a part of her life support goes to helping pay for it) but due to procrastinating so much I didn't get the money stuff in order in time for the census date and then panicking and cancelling my enrolment instead of something more productive. I avoid everything until it all comes to a head and then panic. As you can imagine, this also makes consistent mental health stuff, attending support groups, etc. difficult, even if I remember them I get nervous and avoid them.
I have a hard time with hygiene stuff as a result of my diagnoses, and that plus the dysphoria and anxiety makes me want to stay in all the time. I have no motivation to go out and feel an irrational fear of being away from where I stay.
Dating is very hard for me, I've had some casual hookups but no long term relationships. I feel like nobody would want somebody like me. Dating apps just feel like an exercise in disappointment and disillusionment, and things like mixers and stuff the anxiety and forgetfulness prevents me from going.
I feel both like a failure in life, and due to having a very troubled upbringing (where the PTSD came from) like I was set up for failure to begin with. I try to tell myself about my successes in life, that childhood me would love just to be in Australia with a safe roof over her head, and that failures are just stumbling blocks, but it always rings hollow. Joy and achievement always seems hollow, sadness always seems strong and long-lasting.
Yeah sorry if that's depressing or if that's not how you use this but that's it basically. Just wanted to get that off my chest.