My mental health has been bad for a while.
I called the local team and I do have an appointment but obviously there's a wait and I can't be seen immediately.
I've been feeling things slip for ages but I have so many responsibilities I haven't had the time to do any self care. (I'm a carer for my partner, have an 11 year old, lost my dad 2 years ago and mum can't drive or get about so I end up running around for her a lot, plus I work in a jobshare)
Today I snapped. Had a huge wave of missing my dad. Started sobbing uncontrollably. Now I hate the world. I don't want to be here (wont do anything about it. Too many people need me) I hate that so many bad people get away with so much and that there's no justice.
I feel its totally helpless. That nothing I do is good enough, and I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't. I can see the mess I'm getting myself into but the logical side of me is being battered into submission by my emotional side.
I'm pretty sure this is BPD.
My psychiatrist said in the past I have traits but I had them well controlled. Now I don't.
My partner is trying to calm me down but it just keeps winding me up because it seems to me that I do all the grunt work while he does what he wants (not 100% true I know but he does need to take some of the blame here, at times he does hide behind his disabilities if there's something he would rather not do)
But he won't comfort me. Mainly cos I'm ranting and he doesnt want to come near me. Logically I know this but emotionally I feel totally abandoned and just want him to leave if he can't cope with me. Don't want him judging me.
Which sounds mental as I'm judging myself. But he keeps asking what other people would think. Every time we argue he tells me to be quiet cos the neighbours might hear us. At this point I don't give a damn. And it seems that he's more worried about what other people think than what's going on with me. Probably not true. But that's what my rabid aide thinks and I can't override it.
I can't get an appointment with the mh team faster and I'm not bad enough for hospital.
I've tried all.my cbt techniques.
All I've done is scratched my arms to shreds and got into such a state that I can't sleep. And now I'm sobbing in the kitchen and venting on Mumsnet.
I'm so lost and alone and scared.