9/16/22 - Well, I ended up in the hospital again. As a lot of you probably know, I had been feeling suicidal for a few weeks now. I didn't attempt, but I mentioned to my therapist how I had a job interview and it made me feel more suicidal. She knew I had the means to go through with it and called for the city to do a wellness check on me. I tried convincing her not to by saying how I would be good for another week at least and had plans for the weekend that would keep me alive but she called anyway....

I got my suicide method of choice back from my parents. I told them I was ready to have it back and took it back from them. I am hanging on by a thread but I am trying to hold out until at least the date I picked. My therapist and APRN told me to give the suicide method back to my parents but I'm unwilling to do that.

I almost got myself hospitalized by admitting to my APRN how suicidal I am. She said she thinks it would be reasonable for me to go to the hospital and I said I don't...

I thought my job was ending in December but it's really ending between November 15-17th. I thought I had more time.

I'm panicking because that means I'll have to apply for jobs and I'll never find one with this good of a boss and this much flexibility to make my own schedule, AND one where I make this good of money. My therapist said I'd be good for a part-time job but I'm going to have to go full-time if I want to make enough to pay the bills. I don't know if I'll be able to cope...

I am dreading the day that this job ends at the end of December and I have to work full time. I have so many doctor's appointments and mental health issues that I don't know how I'll cope without a job that is so flexible that I am able to fit everything in. My job gets overwhelming a lot but it is part time, and my therapist thinks I'd be good with a PART TIME job, but I'll have to look into full time to pay the bills. That's where it gets scary.

I dread losing Medicaid and having...

I had been in pain with abdominal cramping for a few days that radiated to my back and the middle of my stomach, and it was getting progressively worse by the day. I'd be okay during the day but then at night I'd be in a lot of pain to the point it kept me up for at least two days straight.

I finally gave in and asked my dad to take me to the ER at about 10:30 on Thursday night. I waited in the lobby for a few hours but it wasn't horrible minus the fact I was in so much pain I couldn't...

My prescriber says she doesn't think I'm suicidal but instead thinks that I "just want the shit to stop." That's even though I have a plan in my head, because I don't have intent. But some days I feel close to it again, because I really have that plan in my head and worry that I am going to use the things I did last time and try again. She also doesn't believe I'm suicidal because I pretty much got help right after the attempt last time, because I was like "oh crap." She thinks...

I had my meeting today to try and get on disability and basically I make too much money right now to even qualify for disability. They immediately told me that my denial letter will be coming in the mail. The point of going on disability would have been so I can leave my job so I can have income without wanting to have a breakdown every time I go to work. I mean, I tried to kill myself and a lot of it was triggered by work. But I make too much money to be disabled. It'd almost be easier to quit...

I am more stable now than when I was in the hospital which is good, but I still feel sad and anxious a lot of the time. My prescriber mentioned the words "treatment resistant" to me and sometimes I worry that that's the case. I have been in therapy off and on since the 8th grade and have been on medication for around 6 or 7 years and am still miserable a lot of the time.

I have a post up about work and the possibility of applying for disability. Even if I do end up applying...

I was in the hospital starting on the 12th after a suicide attempt. I had felt hopeless and impulsive and wanted it to stop. I never thought I would actually go through with an attempt but I guess life's full of surprises. I ended up Ubering to the hospital and luckily I got there before getting pretty sick. I was already starting to feel it before getting in the Uber so I got lucky. In the ER I was taken right back and they talked to me but I don't remember the conversation.
I had to wait...