I wanted to put a minor TW for talking about being physically sick, I didn’t go into detail but do not want anyone to be uncomfortable.
Hey heartsupport. It’s been a long, long while. I found heartsupport about 2 years ago, and the encouragement from this community helped me when I was in the deepest parts of my depression. I feel bad for disappearing for so long, because I had ‘gotten better.’ I feel almost selfish reaching out to you all again now after leaving. But I’ve realized I’m in such an awful place right now that it wouldn’t hurt to just, reach out.
So I started doing better. Started anti depressants, therapy every 2 weeks that we managed to reduce to once a month, and then I was in a good enough place to only contact my therapist if I wanted a check in session. I was working out super regularly, hung out with friends often (being safe with the pandemic of course,) and was just doing… good.
And then I got sick.
I started noticing it last summer when I was having a constant nausea that was annoying but mostly bearable. I was able to do my waitressing job that I loved fine most of the time. And about 6 months ago, it just got worse. I just got so, so sick. Started missing work and school. I wasn’t able to work a lot anyways due to the pandemic and me working in a restaurant, but I was still getting out a bit. By the middle of June it just got so much worse. I haven’t been able to work since Father’s Day, I’ve been so sick.
I used to have good and bad sick days. Now I just have good and bad hours. I barely leave my house except for medical appointments. My doctor has had to up my anti depressants for the first time in over a year. I’ve attempted to reach out to my friends but it feels like since I’ve gotten sick they’ve just… stopped trying with me.
And then I realized how depressed I was. I feel like I’m being punished for that year I spent happy. I live at home with my parents so I know I’ll be fine like, in that sense. But I’m just so depressed, and it’s such a crushing feeling, being so physically and mentally drained and sick right now.
I don’t know what it is either. I go for my fourth and fifth rounds of blood testing this week. I had an ultrasound done and they found an ovarian cyst but it’s not the cause of my sickness, so now I also have a cyst I’m paranoid about. I’m stuck waiting for a referral for paediatric care that I have no idea how long it will take, and I don’t even know what they will do for me at this point.
I’m not sure exactly what I’m hoping to get out of this message… I think I might’ve just needed to voice out my issues for a minute. Thank you for reading if you did.
If you have any advice about… anything at all honestly, I’ll take it. I’m just not sure what to do anymore.
Atlas.