...and I'm getting nowhere.
I don't know what to do honestly.
I don't have insurance, or much extra money... hence no insurance... so I'm trying to find someone on a sliding scale, or more affordable. I've been making calls, and I just get voicemails and no one calls me back.
I just want to give up. My husband gave up on me... and then he changed his mind... and he wants to be there for me. He expected I would be able to fix things. I've come a long way, so, why can't I get past this too?
I don't know what happened exactly. Everything got to be too much. Work, and people, and responsibilities, and trying to move forward, and thinking about my future... and then I got sick. Very, very sick. I just crumbled. I'm afraid something is wrong with me... physically. Mentally, I know there's something wrong with me. Physically, I don't know... but I felt like something inside me was rupturing.
I have no insurance, so... that's a problem. But it's not just an issue of money. I could have afforded insurance. I didn't want to. I have a severe phobia of hospitals, and medical procedures... like, severe phobia. I can't deal with it. So, not having insurance is a good way for me to avoid dealing with that fear. In any case... I wouldn't see a doctor, or, even call an ambulance when I felt like it could be serious. I figured I'd wait it out. I told myself I'd call if I got worse. It didn't get worse. It didn't get better either. I could barely move for days. I couldn't eat. But clearly I didn't die, so there's that.
No one cared. No one helped. People just got angry at me. At work, when I finally went back... they left me by myself... with people lining up to yell at me, literally. And they just left me by myself. All of my coworkers quit. All of them. But I don't have that option. I have no help at all. No support. Nothing to fall back on. I am married... but... he's in a a situation himself, where I'm essentially on my own. He can only give me moral support.
And... that's when my husband decided he had enough of me too... because I was being irresponsible, and I'd get myself fired for taking so many days off. Honestly though, they wouldn't fire me. They have nobody else.
It was funny though... they had to bring in other employees from other places, to fill in for my missing coworkers. I kept hearing from them... how everyone hates me, basically. "Oh, you're the one who keeps getting transfered because no one can get along with you." I posted about this before. Everybody hates me. Eventually. I alienate everybody. I know it's my fault. I hate them too.
So I had this thought... to get back to my original point... I remember when I was younger... I remember how, when I was on medication I was "much nicer", "better to be around" etc. I hated them for saying that. But maybe they were right. And maybe I need to go back on medication so that I don't run everyone out of my life.
But... I'm at a loss now. I don't know how to get help in my current circumstances.
Sorry to ramble... I just felt like venting I guess. But, if anyone has any practical suggestions, it would be appreciated.