Lifelong mental ill health, and I'm now almost 50. From aged 20-45 I was fighting for help and treatment and did periodically and episodically receive some - usually though, I was told that I was "unresponsive to medication", "too unstable for therapy", "too dependent on services", "histrionically exaggerating my distress to manipulate professionals", "presenting in crisis too frequently" and so on so on so on. I didn't have any friends because my illness and behaviour made it impossible for me to offer anything to others. I was left feeling as though I was an unreasonable unpleasant entitled person who polluted the air of each psych ward I landed on.
For the past few years, though, I HAVE finally received ALL the help I need, through a therapist (I pay privately, NHS says therapy won't work), through a parenting support worker who actually "gets" me (from local charity) and a medication combo which does work (thankfully the NHS funds that). But now that I am coping because I'm receiving the help I have always needed, I'm angry as well as grateful. I spent all those years believing I was a terrible dreadful person for needing what mental health services couldnt provide - and IT WASN'T EVER MY FAULT I WAS SO ILL. And now I'll never get back those years or relationships or career opportunities.
AIBU to feel so intensely angry about this? And whether I am r not, how do I move on from feeling this way?