***Also may trigger for ED and suicide***
So I went to my first "psych" appointment yesterday. First and last appointment, it seems.
I spent about 30 minutes or so with a social worker who asked me a few generic questions, and I literally told this woman everything. It was so hard but I wanted help so bad I knew I had to just say it. I told her about how my SI is out of control right now, how I was raped as a child by my biological father, about my out of control binging, lots of stuff about how I have no support from family or friends I know in real life and isolation and fears and so much stuff and ultimately, how I even have a suicide plan and date.
No word of a lie, this is what I got at the end:
"You need to learn to get over it and stop self harming."
Uhm yeah that's why I'm here. We talked about this for a couple minutes how I was upset that I finally plucked up the courage after years of struggling with so much stuff even I don't understand, that I'm being turned away. She said I wasn't a risk and if anything was just an attention seeker. She offered to write my GP to have my fluoxotine upped. (After I told her of course it's made me SI even more.)
I'm lost. I don't know what to do. This was literally my last hope. No one will help me. I'm alone.
Sorry this is so long and a bit ranty. I'm just so angry and crushed and utterly hopeless. I haven't even slept, I was just so...ugh. Sorry I'll stop wasting everyone's time now.
