I've suffered with mental health issues for many years now. First, it
was anger issues, but after I came out as trans that disappeared. Then
it was major depression and anxiety. I stayed at a psych ward for a
couple weeks for suicidal tendencies when...
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I've suffered with mental health issues for many years now. First, it
was anger issues, but after I came out as trans that disappeared. Then
it was major depression and anxiety. I stayed at a psych ward for a
couple weeks for suicidal tendencies when I was 16, and then a Y-PARC
when I was 18. After so many years of struggling, I lost my ability to
trust. All the psychs and therapists I have ever seen have only ever
looked at me with pity and judgement, and several of them have outright
betrayed my trust in them. The last one I saw decided I was too high
risk, and forced my mother and brother to leave their jobs early so that
I could be taken to hospital two hours away. Once there we had to wait
three hours before I was seen by anyone, where I was promptly turned
away because there was nothing they could do to help me. I got over that
- rather, I accepted that nobody would help. This year I've struggled,
but I've gotten my life together. Although I did quit my job, it was for
the best. Verbal abuse from customers and the occasional manager (I
worked at McDonald's) was slowly driving me insane. I'm at uni, and have
a course set for my ideal career as a Chaplain in the Defence Force. I'm
also highly involved in my Church. My faith is what saved my life, and
God is the only reason I live. But I still hurt. Each time I think I'll
talk to somebody, open up and tell the truth, I can't. I can't trust
professionals, I can't trust my friends, I can't trust my family. But I
also can't trust myself. I've still got two assignments and an online
exam to complete for this semester, and I keep putting them off because
I can't focus. I can feel myself becoming emotionally detached. Even as
I write this, I can feel myself falling apart. These last two days,
whenever I look at myself in a mirror, I don't recognise the man looking
back at me. I see a stranger. I don't even know what I look like
anymore. I know I need help. I have an un-diagnosed eating disorder,
nicotine addiction, and I'm also probably developing a drinking problem.
But I can't get help. I just don't know what to do anymore.