AngelsAmongstUs
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- May 13, 2016
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Hi, all. Things are rough lately. My grandmother is almost totally incompetent now; she can't walk or see, she has dementia and several other ailments. My grandfather is also slowly degenerating due to old age. I live with them as my father rejected me as a a child after he accidentally got my mother killed in a car accident and I've had issues with depression and anxiety my whole life. I never learned how to be an adult. I'm 32 now, but I'll always be a kid, I suppose, unable to face life normal people do, whether what's happening is good or bad.
My work situation from last time didn't work out, so I have money worries. I'm terribly scared of being all alone and hapless. I can't sleep well; I can't remember the last time I've had a good night's sleep. I still have an addiction problem and the so-called empathetic shrinks all over this city have humiliated me by acting "in my best interest" behind my back - calling around to one another and spreading rumours... I've never done illegal drugs and I don't drink alcohol, and though what I did wasn't right (doctor shopping for prescriptions), it wasn't worth making me out a reckless, useless, insane junkie.
From 2012 until late 2015 I was abused over and over by psychopaths and narcissists (most of them front-pew Christians), being too stupid/deluded/naive to walk away. The emotional scars and nightmares still remain. I'm so tired of life and it's so incredibly painful to see my sweet, sweet grandparents fading away. They're 81 and 85 years old respectively now. In another three, four years I'll be all by myself.
I'm going to try to get an early appointment with my current psychiatrist tomorrow (otherwise I have to wait until May) and ask him to help me with my medication. He's a good man and I know he'll try his hardest to help me, but he's only human and there's an undercurrent of an attraction between us, which increases my angst, but he's the only psychiatrist left around here that I trust. In any case, I'm not in a good place in life. I'm emotionally and physically exhausted and I don't know how to pray anymore.
Please, please pray for me as much as you can, asking the Lord to give me new hope and a new lease on life.
Blessings to all.
My work situation from last time didn't work out, so I have money worries. I'm terribly scared of being all alone and hapless. I can't sleep well; I can't remember the last time I've had a good night's sleep. I still have an addiction problem and the so-called empathetic shrinks all over this city have humiliated me by acting "in my best interest" behind my back - calling around to one another and spreading rumours... I've never done illegal drugs and I don't drink alcohol, and though what I did wasn't right (doctor shopping for prescriptions), it wasn't worth making me out a reckless, useless, insane junkie.
From 2012 until late 2015 I was abused over and over by psychopaths and narcissists (most of them front-pew Christians), being too stupid/deluded/naive to walk away. The emotional scars and nightmares still remain. I'm so tired of life and it's so incredibly painful to see my sweet, sweet grandparents fading away. They're 81 and 85 years old respectively now. In another three, four years I'll be all by myself.
I'm going to try to get an early appointment with my current psychiatrist tomorrow (otherwise I have to wait until May) and ask him to help me with my medication. He's a good man and I know he'll try his hardest to help me, but he's only human and there's an undercurrent of an attraction between us, which increases my angst, but he's the only psychiatrist left around here that I trust. In any case, I'm not in a good place in life. I'm emotionally and physically exhausted and I don't know how to pray anymore.
Please, please pray for me as much as you can, asking the Lord to give me new hope and a new lease on life.
Blessings to all.