Do you believe there was a specific event that sparked the downfall?
Everything is just falling apart. I'm having housing stresses as per always. It's affecting my relationship. My partner is depressed and I'm getting the brunt of it 24/7 and she's holding me accountable for her feelings and emotions, which I don't think is fair.
We're even guilty of stigmatising mental illness because deep down we don't want to believe we rely on meds or be officially on some list that means that you're in the care of the CMHT.
My issue with the CMHT is that they made me worse because all I got from them was stigma and no help what so ever. They would just tell me to get on with it and loads of other rubbish, and they made me feel mocked for telling them about things that were happening for me. So I stopped. Like I only just told someone about the voices coming back, but I'd be waaayyy too scared to tell anyone else, it is just that this one therapist is someone I have seen before, and she is seeing me for 3-4 sessions to help me figure some stuff out and manage again. NO WAY would I tell anyone else though. I wouldn't be able to use them, I couldn't when I was under them. And when I did try and use them, they were just nasty to me, or inconsistent, or always lying and so I can't trust them one bit.
I'm struggling. I'm not coping at all and can't manage to do everything expected of me. My partner has become depressed and her anger is so difficult to take because 90% of the time it is directed at me. She makes it so that i don't want to come home anymore even more so. (Also having problems because my landlord is spying on us and has bugged our house etc) we're supposed to support one another but she keeps flipping and I'm always the wrong one. She says about how I'm the most selfish person ever and it's making me feel like such a terrible person that I want to give up all my work towards my own recovery and just OD and end it all.
I actually want to live and continue with studying etc but life is so unbearable at home and I'm so trapped that I feel like I have no other way out. I can't speak on the phone because she is home even though I'm hiding in the bath, and my landlord is spying on us and I don't want him to hear how much of a mess I am because he will enjoy it, and I don't want to give him that satisfaction.
I feel so hopeless tonight.
And i have a huge headache because she head butted me in the face earlier, and it bloody hurt because I said I didn't want to go pn a walk, because I Was having a bag day and needed to look after myself today.
She hasn't even apologised, just had a go at me for "whats wrong with you now?" and then asked if I want to watch TV. Umm no, I don't want to be anywhere near her.
I hate home. And I have no where else to go. But I can't stay here. I hate it.