So, I’ve mentioned before I have a range of illnesses. I’ve also just learned I have some pretty severe indicators of future cardiovascular disease (but hopefully that’s been picked up early enough for me to fix).
But this post is about mental illness. I’m a survivor of a lot of traumatic stuff that I won’t go into too much detail here, but it’s left me with a brain that doesn’t function properly. Add autism and fibromyalgia to that, and it can be hard to make life work some days.
I’m in my early 30s and am arranging to live with someone else because I already have days where I can’t connect with reality properly. One of the medications I was recently put on was part of the problem, so I got off that one. But the bigger problem is that illness and trauma have messed me up so much that some days I literally cannot be responsible for anyone or anything including myself.
I’m really lucky to have found the support I need, though. I’ve got two people who have shown they’ll fight for me when I need them. There have been a fair few times they’ve arranged to get me home and safely into bed when I can’t remember my name, where I live, who I am. And it’s not an issue. They don’t leave me feeling like I owe them anything because of it.
There have been a lot of changes in my life over the past 6 months that I’ll get into in the future, but I’m so glad I’ve had these people by me through it all.
Ruby the Chronic 