i dont know how to describe what i feel this morning.
yesterday was absolutely horrible.
I had my ladies church group in the morning, first week back from the school holidays and we normally just catch up over coffee etc and pray for each other. On the drive over there, one of the ladies that goes messaged everyone to let us know that she wasnt going to be there. this is the lady that is very judegmental and doesnt think before she speaks and is the reason that i do not share much of anything, especially my struggles. i have been wanting to share for ages, been wanting to try and break this shame around my ed, wanting more support. i thought that since she was not going to be there, then it would be an opportunity to share. but i didnt. the shame that i felt was too much. i sat silent.
My gp called shortly after i got home. she has been calling to check in with me since things have been siginiificantly harder the last couple of weeks. i have appreciated the check ins. she asked me if i had any thoughts to hurt myself and i actually was honest with her this time and said yes. but she replied with 'but you dont have a plan and wont do anything will you'. what was i suppose to say, felt like i have no other options other than to say no.
my mental health nurse came to visit in the afternoon. i hate that i have zero privacy. i swear my mum sat in the next room and listened the whole time. she would of heard that i have been self harming... my mh nurse actually asked to see my wounds, the first time ive shown anyone. she would of heard that i hadnt eaten for a while. she would of heard that i have alot of si thoughts and plans. my mh nurse discussed my medication alot, its obviously not helping and wants to see them changed, she is a nursing practitioner, so deals with meds alot. she actually spoke with my gp while she was here, but my gp doesnt want to change my meds, wants to leave that to my pdoc, which i understand, but i dont feel supported by him.
come dinner time, my mum mentioned me eating dinner, i said i want really hungry, i didnt want to eat. but she just cooked dinner and dished it up for me, i was angry. i wasnt in the mood for it. and then my d started. she often puts on a performance around dinner, not wanting to eat what is dished up, taking so long to eat and giving everyone attitude and being really rude. i did not want to be sitting there eating and i certainly did not want to deal with her too. i gave her many warnings before sending her to her room, to which she kept coming back out and getting in everyones face. i eventually gave up and just left the table. i could not deal with her and also my own issues too. i felt so broken. i was so upset. i hate myself. i hate the person that i have become. i hate that way that i parent and i cant do it anymore. i sat on my bed and cried alot, with my d coming in and getting in my face even more. she just would not leave me alone. *I used some unhealthy coping mechanisms*, i contemplated ending things. i was not safe last night with my meds and i still very much feel like i could do something.
ive asked for help, but noone wants to or can help me. i just dont know what else i can do. i feel so very alone. no one cares.