washingtonbound
Bluelighter
I turned 28 last week and have done nothing with my life. I first started dealing with drug induced psychosis at 19, and have had repeating episodes since, among other things. You would assume that a couple of these types of episodes would make someone want to stay clean, but in my case I was stubborn about wanting to live life on my terms. So basically the last decade has been a nightmare of involuntary psych stays, going on and off shitty medications, a few short shitty job stints that never lasted, and watching my relationship deteriorate with my parents. The only positive thing I can say that I did over the course of all this time was travel outside the country on my own, although that also ended in disaster more than once.
Now that I’m nearing 30, it’s getting really disturbing to analyze the fact that I’m basically a mentally ill nobody who has leeched off family well into my adult life, and never really taken responsibility for myself. Aside from the psychotic episodes, I also struggle a lot with pure O OCD, but the psych ward stays have had the worst effect on me and rendered me an adult child basically. Currently I’m living in Mexico off 800 dollars I receive per month for social security disability, and this doesn’t make me feel any better about myself to say the least. I feel like a waste of space and struggle to come up with a reason to get out of bed each day.
I really wish I’d taken things more seriously when I was younger when it came to my health, because now there really is no running from it.
Now that I’m nearing 30, it’s getting really disturbing to analyze the fact that I’m basically a mentally ill nobody who has leeched off family well into my adult life, and never really taken responsibility for myself. Aside from the psychotic episodes, I also struggle a lot with pure O OCD, but the psych ward stays have had the worst effect on me and rendered me an adult child basically. Currently I’m living in Mexico off 800 dollars I receive per month for social security disability, and this doesn’t make me feel any better about myself to say the least. I feel like a waste of space and struggle to come up with a reason to get out of bed each day.
I really wish I’d taken things more seriously when I was younger when it came to my health, because now there really is no running from it.