I know whatever I end up saying at least once someone is going to suggest therapy, that’s great and all but I can’t afford it the “free” help is never free, and if it is it’s not useful. if there is one that someone knows of goodie but otherwise that suggestion is of no help for me. Now, for years I’ve had comments made on my size, I’m a large person, and my birthmark, it covers 35% of my face. as of recently, it’s been on repeat consistently in my head everything a rude person has said, an unintentional mean comment, even things my family has said…
A little background story… I used to live with my 2 best friends and they had messed with my stuff while I was at work I got mad and tried to stick up for myself and they kicked me out and ended up costing me months of stress and anxiety about a family item and it cost me $1,000 to get back it was in my family for 15 years and my dad spent most of his time on fixing it almost gone because of ego my dad is not dead yet but I’m not hopeful he would meet any of my future children. With that being said after being kicked out I had to move in with my brother: my 10-week old pup and I, for a while I was on the couch and eventually got a room. within a month of moving in with my brother, my puppy died in my arms not even 20 minutes after my mom told me I shouldn’t be allowed to have a puppy. Well, things are getting more and more stressful around here. My brother’s girlfriend is expecting and is due February 28th or so, she has 2 other kids. I am expected to cook, clean, take care of the 2 kids, and bring in money to help with bills. unfortunately, I can’t do any typical fast food or grocery store job I have a problem with my back no one seems to understand I turn the wrong way or stand too long I am down for days, but can’t show that pain. I’m in an open poly relationship with a guy and 2 other girls, they are all wonderful, but I haven’t felt like I put enough into that relationship but I also feel like there’s nothing else I can do. I have a sketchy relationship with my dad he and my mom are going through a divorce after 21 years of marriage, he moved 6 hours away with my dog and 2 pups. (in total I’ve had 3 puppies this year) he got rid o the puppies not even a week after moving and accused me of stealing his medication. we had not talked for 2 months and finally, he starts talking to me again and offers to give me my dog back knowing I can’t have him, the exact reason why he has him. I have nowhere to keep him he’s an escape artist. all in all, there’s just too much happening but also nothing important at thing given moment, for this past week I’ve done nothing but sit in bed watching 2 shows listening to music playing a game on my phone, and watching a 3 almost 4-year-old and a 1 almost 2-year-old all at once trying to overstimulate my brain to keep out the voices and intrusive thoughts.