I swear, I am amazed that I can function some days because my brain is somewhere doing the tango on a lily pad. I cannot keep a thought going longer than 30 seconds most days. The whole point to having this “place” to air out my issues, grievances, frustrations, whatever the hell I want to write about page, gets pushed out to left field and then I just rattle around in my own bloody head.
I have been dealing with frustrations regarding my physical and mental health. I feel as if I am not listened to. This rant is all about my mental health.
Is it really too much to ask for someone, a medical professional, to actually take the time to talk to me? FFS, I would have better luck corralling a group of feral cats while blowing a bugal and riding a moose.
For 30+ years I have felt “wrong” in my head. Questioning myself on how I think, feel, or react. I have been told I had depression, anxiety, depression caused by anxiety, ADHD and round and round I go. The latest was a diagnosis of BPD, Borderline Personality Disorder. Okay, so that could make sense BUT they diagnosed me off of past doctor reports because they are too “busy” to actually talk to me. Well WTF? I have questions. What do I do? How do I deal with something that has impacted my life for over 30 years. The feelings of being lost, alone, worthless. How do you deal? Were I live there is such a shortage of physiatrists, that unless you are seriously on the edge, they cannot even take the time to talk to you.
My family doc is trying again to get me in to see someone but I do not hold onto too much hope and the only option I have it to privately pay for a full assessment. I am not sure about the majority of people but I don’t have an extra $3800 – $4200 laying around for the costs, however; I am now running out of any options if I want to get the help and guidance I need.
I try to find the little things in my life that are “happy” things. Could be the beautiful sunset, or the family of birds nesting in one of my trees, but to keep the positive can be a struggle somedays.
I will just have to keep coming here to spew and rant. Just to get stuff out, but it won’t always be “bad” stuff. I do have happy moments as well. I love humour and being silly so I will try to bring a bit of that as well.
Until I remember to post again, stay sane.