Having a hard time sleeping. My family members and my bowels had me do the stairs repeatedly the last few hours. I am hurting big time. I think I might have to go to the bathroom again as my bladder is sending me weird signals. I went an hour ago so I don’t understand why I would have to go again as I didn’t drink anything except a sip of water to take some pills. It is so frustrating living with Cauda Equina syndrome when your body functions are dictated by guesswork. I think the Imodium has settled the gas and loose stool that I had been having. Don’t know the cause of that. I think it might have been the milk that I had earlier tonight. Sometimes milk causes me to be intolerant. I don’t know why as I can drink a latte fine, hot or cold. Just doesn’t make sense to me.
I did some research into the suicide stuff I learned today. One of the articles that looked promising was just a trial protocol that didn’t have any information on it. That got tossed in the trash. The other article was about evidence based practice that helps suicide prevention. I haven’t read it yet as I was discouraged from the other article/protocol that I read. The slightest things have been bringing me down today. I did see another article from Jobes on CAMS and inpatient treatment. I will read that later. I need to print it out and I don’t want more stuff on my bed as I am trying to clear it off. I was able to clear one corner of my bed. Now I just have to throw my clothes some where. Maybe I will throw them in a hamper and I won’t see them till next summer (they are summer clothes).
I was going through today’s tweets about the suicide summit and found an interesting article about suicide and vitamin D and a protein called hCAP18. I got very excited as I haven’t seen that molecule since my research days. Unfortunately, the slide didn’t say very much and I really would love to know the specifics and how they tested it and where. The slide also said vitamin D receptors so now I am really curious about this article. I tried Googling it, but got no where. I don’t think it’s in print yet. But I want to talk to the guy and see if he can share more information about it. I tweeted the person to see if he has an email or Twitter account that I can contact him.
All this research and I became awake. I also was looking for therapists in my area. I wish suicide was an area where people were focused on but nope, not a category. Some of them didn’t even have mood disorders as an area of specialization, which I thought was odd. Most people that seek out therapists are going to be depressed or have anxiety issues of some kind. I hope that I don’t have to call someone. I am hoping my therapist reads her letter before our appointment. I will be disappointed if she doesn’t have time to read it. I’ll also be really sad because it will just mean that our time has come to an end. I can’t keep playing these “games” anymore. I just can’t. I am tired of struggling with a therapist that is becoming more and more like an airhead or just playing stupid.
While going through my files, I realized I didn’t back up everything like I thought I did. I have a lot of files that need to go on my thumb drive. It sucks because I don’t have the motivation to do it. It won’t take long, but I need to make a new folder and figure out where I am going to place the folder in my old files so that it’s all together. I still need to type up a bibliography of the folder I am collecting for the hard copies of these files so I know where they are. It’s work and I know I have time to do it. It is tedious and I just don’t want to do it. But it needs to be done so I don’t go crazy looking for the damn thing when I do need it. I have hard copy files all over the place. In my room and office. They need a central home where I don’t have to look in three different places to find them. I should organize all my CAMS articles in one place so it’s easier. One day I will do this. Not now at 0100 when I need to sleep.
While I was having bowel issues, I was thinking about how I would kill myself if I crapped my pants again. I have loose stool so it is a possibility. I just can’t go through the humiliation, again. I am already feeling like a loser because of what happened the other day. I wanted to go out today but I have a feeling my ankle is not going to allow it. I might be able to get to Walgreens and pick up my meds, but that will be the only trip. I doubt I can go to Starbucks. The buses are running on a normal schedule despite it being a holiday (Columbus day in the US).
Yesterday was “National Coming Out Day”. And I didn’t come out. I figured why bother. Both of my sisters know I am transgendered yet still call me their sister, instead of brother. There is no way I can tell my mother. I still fear her throwing me out of the house, or her not believing me. That will hurt worse than being kicked out of the house. I just hate myself big time every time I think about it. So I try not to think about it. Then I think, why isn’t there a national coming out day for heterosexuals? That is what bothers me. People just assume you are straight unless proven otherwise. It sickens me. I remember not too long ago there was suicide hotline that was just for trans people and some idiot got all high and mighty saying it wasn’t needed because we were all people. Really? You think it’s easy coming to terms that you are a male trapped in a female’s body or vice versa? Fuck you, you have no idea what the hell you are talking about. Sometimes when you are suicidal you need someone that knows that you are going through to help you through what crisis. Not someone that is straight and has no fucking clue. Because empathizing just isn’t going to be enough when you are dealing with someone’s life.
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