Hi again,
This happened to me ten years ago. I had to do a lot of work to get out of it but things are going better just now.
What happened is this:
First my constitution just completely folded up on me. It was very very unpleasant. I couldn't eat, I felt grim, my senses went all wrong. vertico, panic attacks exacerbated by noise and colours and lights and YouNameIt. not good. I just had to sit by the window for three straight months, before I was really able to stand up or function.
First I found a good therapist, and talked to her a lot for several years. I felt like shit for much of this time, and was largely housebound. My GP called it anxiety and my friend called it ME. Either way, I felt very much like radioactive waste for several years.
I had to learn mindfullness activities to contol the symptoms and that was things like painting by numbers, and ironing and folding washing. It made the symptoms feel a lot less awful.
While talking to the therapist, I figured out the following:
I had a son who had a sleep disorder and nobody around me understood how serious and difficult that was, or how hard the PTSD was for both DS and me. Everybody was making out that it was my fault.
I had two lots of elderly parents/ILS, all were masking various serious conditions while asking me to mask for them, and also with expectations that I would take on massive caring roles. There was also some lying from some family members about very serious stuff, which was a huge problem for me and one of the major triggers for me completely falling over.
There were poor communications with all the family. The expectations on me were astronomical, and everybody was heaping blame and expectations on me. (this is called scapegoating) I was also labelled as the idiot in the family in spite of being very highly qualified.
I also had previously had a very demanding job, 50 hour weeks and a lot of travel, from which I had not recovered. And I had undiagnosed disability, which it turned out had passed on to my son. I was working very hard to help my son pass as "normal" while everyone made out that I was a helicopter parent and my son was fine. At the same time I was struggling myself because of my own disability.
All in all, my life was a total shit show and it was set to get loads worse in very predictable ways that only I could see coming. I was melting down in anticipation.
Anyway the therpist helped me to figure out all this. She then helped me to figure out how to explain it to everyone else, and get them to adjust their expectations and pull their weight a lot more. She said I had to "set boundaries".
I did this. Some family were good and kind, the ILS went no contact for a while.
Getting long covid twice in the middle of it didn't help.
There was one crisis where I got given IV saline, antifungal medication and vitamins in the hospital and I felt very very much better after that. I'm still not clear about how much that was key to my recovery because I also blew up my relationship with some very difficult relatives at the same time. I felt fantastic for a good while after that. Such relief.
We are still working through the process of adjusting people's expectations, and some family members are still more understanding than others, but we are getting there.
The biggest thing just now is that we are having to adjust our own expectations of DS, which are hopelessly out of kilter with reality, but it is healthy that we are doing that. He also cracked up after a while, and is now home schooling, but at least I understand a bit more about why, after my own experiences.
I hope it helps to explain this.
The bottom line is that you have to stop trying to be wonderwoman and when people judge you for that, you will need to explain to them over and over again that you were never meant to be wonderwoman in the first place. They will get it, and life will be better.
There was an episode in Friends where something similar happened to Phoebe and it resonated a lot with me.
Sorry this is a lot of detail about my life but I hope it might help others, because God knows I earned this knowledge and I may as well share it.
My life is much better now. Your life will get better too.
Good luck.