Chrispy93
Active member
- Joined
- Aug 20, 2013
- Messages
- 61
- Reason
- DX FIBRO
- Diagnosis
- 00/2007
- Country
- US
- State
- Rhode Island
I’m 40 years old and I feel like my life is over. Was that all I had to offer? (Not that that’s a bad thing.)
I have no where to go from here but down. This is soo heavy for me I have no choice but to put it all aside just so I can try and have a normal day. I don’t think it’s working anymore.
I have no income. Waiting to get denied for SS for the 4th time. The thought of having to commit myself to any kind of job seems ridiculous and unrealistic.
I have no medical insurance. Free care only offers so much. I do get free Cymbalta.
I have not paid my mortgage since July when the program I was on ran out. Yes I am in touch with my lender and local assistance.
My 401k/ira was depleted last year and the IRS was harassing me for the $190 tax I owe on it. I currently have $95 in the bank. I better pay the cable/internet bill so I can keep my only form entertainment.
I just dropped $1200 in my car that is 17 years old to keep it going. I may need to live in it soon.
Not to mention, the laptop I’m using was purchased in 2006. And my cell phone is so old, it still has an antenna. I never use it so who really cares.
I sleep all day and stay up all night. I should look into the theory of fibro being a transition stage to becoming a vampire. Yes I do still have a sense of humor, I’m not dead. Yet.
My son is about to turn 21 and is trying to pursue his own life, not react to mine.
My cat has hyperthyroidism he needs daily meds for. He has asthma daily. And had to remove one of his eyes a few years back. I should make him a pirate costume for Halloween.
I quit smoking because I finally admitted I could not afford it anymore. I couldn’t ask my family for financial help that would include $40 a week for cigarettes when they don’t smoke. So now that’s great but, I’ve since gained 30lbs; went from size 8/10 to 14/16. Now I have additional aliments due to being overweight, like acid reflux. I’m learning about better eating this day in age.
I break out in hives if I don’t get enough sleep. It used to be if I pushed myself a bit too much.
Everyday household chores become weekly, weekly chores become monthly. My new thought is if I can’t remember the last time I did something, it’s probably time to do it again. Like take a shower.
I have no social life because I have anything good to talk about and can’t stand meaningless conversation. I found out who my true friends were. Including the last guy I actually opened up to. They’re all gone.
Family; it’s an obligation more than anything. We only see each other on holidays. I know they would be there for me if I asked but what happens if I don’t ask? Nothing.
I told my mother to leave me alone. Just couldn’t deal with her any longer. I would get aggravated after hearing only her first sentence of a conversation. Major source of stress.
One of my sisters died in a car accident a few years back. She was probable the closest person to me. My other sister is willing and attentive but we do not have the same relationship. (she knows what I mean)
I may have been dealing with major depressive disorder my whole life; but my life has done nothing but steadily go down hill since being diagnosed with fibromyalgia. My life is out of control. I had plans, this was not part of it. I’ve tried to accept the fibro and depression but how do I move on from here? How do I restart my life?
Has anyone out there gotten back up from anything remotely similar?
Thanks for you’re valued opinionated response.
I actually do talk to a councilor every other week.
I have no where to go from here but down. This is soo heavy for me I have no choice but to put it all aside just so I can try and have a normal day. I don’t think it’s working anymore.
I have no income. Waiting to get denied for SS for the 4th time. The thought of having to commit myself to any kind of job seems ridiculous and unrealistic.
I have no medical insurance. Free care only offers so much. I do get free Cymbalta.
I have not paid my mortgage since July when the program I was on ran out. Yes I am in touch with my lender and local assistance.
My 401k/ira was depleted last year and the IRS was harassing me for the $190 tax I owe on it. I currently have $95 in the bank. I better pay the cable/internet bill so I can keep my only form entertainment.
I just dropped $1200 in my car that is 17 years old to keep it going. I may need to live in it soon.
Not to mention, the laptop I’m using was purchased in 2006. And my cell phone is so old, it still has an antenna. I never use it so who really cares.
I sleep all day and stay up all night. I should look into the theory of fibro being a transition stage to becoming a vampire. Yes I do still have a sense of humor, I’m not dead. Yet.
My son is about to turn 21 and is trying to pursue his own life, not react to mine.
My cat has hyperthyroidism he needs daily meds for. He has asthma daily. And had to remove one of his eyes a few years back. I should make him a pirate costume for Halloween.
I quit smoking because I finally admitted I could not afford it anymore. I couldn’t ask my family for financial help that would include $40 a week for cigarettes when they don’t smoke. So now that’s great but, I’ve since gained 30lbs; went from size 8/10 to 14/16. Now I have additional aliments due to being overweight, like acid reflux. I’m learning about better eating this day in age.
I break out in hives if I don’t get enough sleep. It used to be if I pushed myself a bit too much.
Everyday household chores become weekly, weekly chores become monthly. My new thought is if I can’t remember the last time I did something, it’s probably time to do it again. Like take a shower.
I have no social life because I have anything good to talk about and can’t stand meaningless conversation. I found out who my true friends were. Including the last guy I actually opened up to. They’re all gone.
Family; it’s an obligation more than anything. We only see each other on holidays. I know they would be there for me if I asked but what happens if I don’t ask? Nothing.
I told my mother to leave me alone. Just couldn’t deal with her any longer. I would get aggravated after hearing only her first sentence of a conversation. Major source of stress.
One of my sisters died in a car accident a few years back. She was probable the closest person to me. My other sister is willing and attentive but we do not have the same relationship. (she knows what I mean)
I may have been dealing with major depressive disorder my whole life; but my life has done nothing but steadily go down hill since being diagnosed with fibromyalgia. My life is out of control. I had plans, this was not part of it. I’ve tried to accept the fibro and depression but how do I move on from here? How do I restart my life?
Has anyone out there gotten back up from anything remotely similar?
Thanks for you’re valued opinionated response.
I actually do talk to a councilor every other week.