I’m in my late 50s & am being treated for anxiety & depression after a suicide attempt 2 years ago. I see a psychiatrist and have just finished a 12 week course of CBT with the psychology team. I am due to have more therapy in September to help with my self esteem.
I am unemployed. I left a job I loved to do teacher training. I hated it and ended up so depressed and anxious after only half a term that I made a suicide attempt. Since then I haven’t worked – I know I should find a job but depression leaves me exhausted and sometimes unable to leave the house, so I worry how I will cope being at work.
I have no money. I “signed on” for Universal Credit for about 6 months but during a particularly bad period of depression I stopped going to appointments so the money stopped. I had a very small amount of savings which have now gone. I have £10 in my purse and have no idea when I will get any more money. I haven’t paid my car insurance and the MOT ran out 2 months ago.
I got a bursary for my teacher training course but because I left early I had to pay a big chunk of it back. The Uni still charged me fees & took legal action to recover them (they were to be paid from the bursary). Step Change helped me and I have a debt repayment plan for £44 per month. I don’t know how I will pay this month’s instalment.
I have a DP, we’ve been together since I was 20. We’ve never been good communicators: he doesn’t know I see a psychiatrist or take ADs (my tablets are in plain sight, but he’s never asked me about them). His only comment on the day of my suicide attempt was “But you never get depressed”. He pays the bills and rent etc where previously we split it 50/50, but we never discuss money. He doesn’t know about my debt, how little money I have, the situation with my car. He never asks me how I am, or what I’ve been doing. He never gives me a hug. I feel like I am invisible to him.
I was very close to my brother and recently tried to explain to him about my depression – he was very dismissive and for the last 2 months we’ve hardly been in contact with each other – not from lack of trying on my part. Before I saw him once a week and I miss him a lot.
I sleep, and cry in secret, but don’t do much else. It’s becoming harder and harder to motivate myself to leave the house and the slightest amount of physical effort leaves me feeling worn out and breathless. I look into the future and see nothing – I don’t think I will be here in a year.