Yes, having a difficult childhood that saw my four siblings suffer severe mental health difficulties. Abusive father. Lost my first long awaited dc, infertility. 3 dc with SEN, lots of caring responsibilities including anorexia, ocd, hospitalisation of dc narrowly avoiding sectioning, severe self harm and suicide attempt. I realise for the 12 years I was a SAHM, it was also probably also that I struggled with my own autism/adhd. 3 children with EBSA, one currently out of school and at SEN tribunal. We live half a world away from our family, never had any family back up.
i am now able to work despite all this and have done for the past seven or so years.
i am very grateful not to have ‘my lot’ in a country like Afghanistan or Gaza. I am grateful to live in a democracy, have a house with a mortgage, access to food and running water. These are major things and I am grateful for them.
But now in my 50s and have trouble sleeping, restless legs, but try to look after myself.
i am coming undone with what I think is my own disabilities - booking dr appt online, getting represcriptions of meds at GP - all the small things. Dh does some of it, but it’s really the smaller things sending me over the edge.
i also worry about all this shortening my life, not being around when the dc need extra care/