suicide attempt survivor writing about the hopelessness that accompanies depression and chronic pain that no one likes to talk about. also writing about my daily struggle with chronic pain and how it affects my suicidality
I had a difficult night. I woke up around midnight/1am and couldn’t go back to sleep. I read for a bit. Got tired so laid down and still couldn’t seem to doze off. I eventually did but have no idea what time so my sleep record is all fucked up. My alarms went off and I didn’t want to get up. Then I fell back to sleep and when I woke up it was almost 1030 which meant I couldn’t have coffee or shower. I had to leave the house. I got dressed and brushed my teeth. Then caught the bus. I went to Starbucks and then jumped on the train to go to campus.
I made it there with a half hour to spare. I didn’t feel like reading. I played my game on my phone. Class was interesting. We discussed the book and I am further along than I should be. It’s an easy book and I should finish it by Friday. I had some lunch on campus and then went home. It took forever as the train was so fucking slow. It kept stopping for 5 or ten minutes at different stations. I was getting pissed off.
I finally made it to the square. My meds were ready so I went to pick them up. I had a few text exchanges with my sister about this weekend. I got to go to the grocery store tomorrow to pick up some things. My cousin will be taking me as I got some heavy things to buy. I have therapy in the morning. I texted my therapist today that I don’t want to exist. I got no response.
I feel totally useless. I am wicked depressed. I have been on and off suicidal ideation the past few days. I have gone so far as to plan. Only thing stopping me right now is school. Otherwise I think I might attempt again. I just feel so rotten. I stink. I need to shave and shower. I honestly don’t remember the last time I showered. I know it was last week sometime. Problem is I have no energy. I might shower and then shave tomorrow. I don’t think I can do both.
I had a shitty night sleeping. I had taken Nyquil because I felt I was getting a cold. I don’t remember when I went to bed. I am supposed to keep track of my sleeping for the next two weeks. I created a spreadsheet of the PDF so I can enter the data. I just got to remember to do it. I had some weird dreams and each time I woke up, I had a headache. I got a migraine right now and I am trying to push through it to get some schoolwork done.
I need to shower today. I got up and we had no half and half so I had to order it. I also ordered burgers because I need something for dinner. They didn’t have my ice cream. I was disappointed. I haven’t had ice cream in a long time. I am hoping to place a grocery order later this week.
I just looked at my Italian class. I have to do some work on a website and then do homework as well as look at the textbook. I have at least two chapters in my English class to read for tomorrow. It’s easy reading and I like the book.
It’s warm today. If my medication was ready, I would have gone out today. But it’s not. I don’t know when it will be ready. I already made a few phone calls today so I don’t want to call the pharmacy. I looked at my calendar to see when I am seeing my psychiatrist again and there is no appointment. I had to look it up. I also don’t have an appointment with the neuro NP in there.
I am so tired. I hate when I have a shitty night sleeping. I want to take a nap. I need to shave and shower. Yesterday I shit myself. I hate when that happens. I am wicked depressed. The felon fucking took away protection for transgender persons on Title IX. He really is coming for us. I am so fucking scared. I want to get some kind of reassurance that my care at the transgender center will still be there and I will be able to get my T. But right now I don’t know how things are going to be and I don’t think they do either. I messaged them anyway. I nearly cried as I sent it. I got such a headache. I don’t know if it is a migraine or just a headache. I am going to take a nap.
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