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KuriGohan&Kamehameha

KuriGohan&Kamehameha

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I feel like it makes a mockery of everything I've had to endure for years to chalk it up to, "oh you're just a little depressed." What even??

The main reason why I became long-term suicidal is due to chronic physical health problems that have been ongoing for years and baffle everyone around me, including those who are meant to be experts. Anyone who knows me very well knows that this is the main source of my day to day misery, ever since I was a teenager I had chronic fatigue syndrome and the symptoms have really spiraled out of control the past few years.

That's not to say that I don't have other issues contributing to this deep seated pain, I certainly do, but I would say my poor health is the biggest driver of it. To understand how much it hurts, I think one has to truly comprehend the sort of person I was before I became so ill. Due to my abusive upbringing and growing up in a shithole location where there were absolutely scant opportunities, I was incredibly determined to flip my lot in life and escape the desolate environment that I grew up in.

I was doing pretty well at it too, for a short while. When I was about to turn 16 I went to live with a foster family and was able to start going to school again, I put my best efforts into studying and took the most difficult courses possible to try and make up for lost time. Even then, I had no energy and was over medicated, didn't get enough to eat at home or at school, and couldn't do any after school activities because I was just so, so tired, but I was very determined to change the outcome of my life at that point.

I faced a lot of bullying and even harassment from teachers for being autistic and unable to make eye contact with them. Any time I made a mistake they thought it was purposeful and I would sometimes be taken into a spare room with teachers and yelled at, insulted, and told that I should give up studying and learn the trades despite me being a small, physically weak girl with no coordination. Some of my teachers were friends with the student who molested me several years before that and I think they held a grudge towards me because I reported him.

Yet, I still didn't give up. It all came crashing down a year and a half or so later though, when I got back to back viral infections and ended up with chronic fatigue so bad all I could do was lay under a blanket of permanent exhaustion. I lost my job (which I needed because I was still a minor at this point and no one was supporting me) and people began to regard me as a lazy, unmotivated faker. This also made me very sensitive and anxious to the point where I could no longer tolerate how I was treated at school and requested to do my work at home on a medical leave for the last month, but none of the staff at my school cared and I was made out to be lazy and mentally ill as a pejorative.

Despite this, I managed to cope enough to get back on track a couple years later and go back to studying after escaping an abusive relationship. My body could not handle physically intensive jobs even as a teenager and the cracks were beginning to show, so it felt like if I didn't get back into education I was going to buckle and end up homeless if I couldn't do these jobs. I was treated for severe vitamin deficiencies that had gone undiagnosed for years, but nothing really improved. At age 19 or so it was apparent that I was developing some sort of peripheral neuropathy, and the chronic fatigue really dug it's claws into me.

I was on vitamin regimines, prescribed stimulants and everything else under the sun, but nothing improved. My blood tests would ping pong back and forth between showing some autoimmune issue, and showing nothing, so I could never get any sort of treatment and my PTSD prevented me from being able to keep engaging with the healthcare system to the extent that a "normal person" would because doctors had absolutely no tact about the fact that I suffered SA from a doctor at a young age and didn't respect me at all. I'm autistic and go mute or freeze in states of high overwhelm, so advocating for myself is difficult if not impossible sometimes.

I spent years in different therapies for my PTSD that did nothing at best, and psychologically harmed me at worst. I have been on pretty much every psychiatric drug you can think of too, save for lithium and antipsychotics. I also tried pretty much every single psychedelic drug, despite this people would continually tell me that I just didn't want to get better, didn't want to recover and somehow my physical health problems were manifestations of trauma that I somehow wasn't addressing. Not having this support from others has really taken a toll on me in the long run, and I can't come back from it, I feel like.

Eventually it was revealed that I had a 13 cm tumor in my reproductive organs alongside several smaller tumors and cysts after I spent months with agonizing constipation and GI issues. It was so difficult to get a scan and I had to pay out of pocket for it because the most commonly used (because it is cheaper) scan involves vaginal penetration which I obviously cannot do, I can't even insert a tampon, and the healthcare staff just acted as if I am a petulant child over this. There was also scar tissue and blood everywhere in the abdomen, so basically a ticking time bomb. Yet after surgery, I felt no better overall, except my constipation is now more mild compared to the hell I went through then. Still there, but at least not horror movie levels of it.

On top of all this, I started developing back pain a few years ago. Doctors wouldn't help me with that and kept sending me to physiotherapy, who would email me sheets of exercises to do and then get mad when they didn't help me. When I didn't do the exercises a couple weeks after I had surgery, they told me off over it and kept insinuating that my issue is that I'm not active enough despite the fact that I dont have a car and walk everywhere. Once again, had to pay again to get another scan because they insisted my back pain was due to me being LAZY.

Well it turns out I have multiple degenerative discs, scoliosis, and it looks like some kind of inflammation. Maybe even ankloyding spondylolysis, but my bloods have come back negative for the high risk antibody so I'm just screwed on ever getting a useful diagnosis, I think. Even then, the only pain relief offered is just a stronger dose of an ibuprofen analogue that doesn't do shit. When I am in the throes of pain, those things do absolutely nothing. The only thing that's ever helped my pain is small doses of cocadamol but these gatekeepers won't give it to me, so I'm just expected to suffer my entire life if I do too much activity, stand too long, or am forced to sit in a chair all day.

My fatigue has gotten worse and worse over time to the point where some days I can drink a cup of coffee and still fall asleep immediately afterwards. I've been dealing with peripheral neuropathy type stuff for years but I would say over the past couple years it's cranked up significantly, not only do I have the 24/7 numbness and tingling in my limbs but I developed Raynaud's and my circulation is so poor my limbs feel heavy and low-key burning all the time, and I'm very sensitive to temperature. While over time I adjusted to this somewhat, I am not exaggerating when I say I'm uncomfortable 24/7.

Recently I also found out i have a structural abnormality of my brain where my cerebellum descends into the spine slightly known as Chiari malformation. Of course this is yet another problem I have that is not taken seriously whatsoever or I'm told that no doctors know about it and it's impossible to have it fixed surgically unless you have the most severe forms. So I have to live with constant pressure in my head, which sometimes is merely uncomfortable but on other occasions can result in a lot of pain. My vision is fucked up and I've been told it's neurological as opposed to an actual problem with my eye, but they don't really know. I also have permanent tinnitus for over 10 years now.

Hands down the biggest hits that I've taken though are deterioration in my attention span, learning, and memory. I finished my neuroscience degree and did quite well, but I barely managed to complete final year. I was signed up to do a masters course and the entire year I have had to defer every single assignment and have much worse grades. I even failed a module for the first time in my life, and my university has strict policies so they refuse to offer me a resit. I am always the stupid and slow person, who people cannot believe used to be extremely intelligent in childhood.

Here's the thing, throughout all of this nightmare, I have tried to fight it, and have a positive attitude, but there is always another horrible thing that inevitably pops up as a fixture in my life. I don't have any family members left to support me, compounding the struggle. I have PTSD not only from sexual abuse but the sheer amount of death, decay and watching people I care about getting seriously injured that I've had to experience throughout my life. I have nightmares almost every other day, especially involving worse forms of my grandmother falling in front of me, hitting her head, shattering her hip and arm, and hearing her scream for half an hour not knowing if she is going to survive.

I exist in a perpetual state of waiting for the phone call from a hospital to tell me that my grandmother has died, as that will truly mark me being alone in this world with no unconditional love left. My grandmother is the only relative I have left and she is very far away from me and also close to the end of her life. I am stuck in a mutually toxic marriage because as my partner succinctly stated, "few people would want to put up with me." And it is obvious I cannot work to the extent which is necessary to support myself independently.

Every day, I feel like a complete shell of a person and robbed of all the things that make someone feel human like having energy, skills, intelligence, fitness, love from others, creativity, etc. Other people genuinely do not seem to understand the extent to how bad my situation is and won't believe it, with my closest and only friends constantly stating bullshit like, "You just need to appreciate the small things like birds chirping outside and not focus on the negatives." I don't see how I cannot focus on my poor physical condition when it is effecting every single aspect of my life on a daily basis. My dreams are constantly crushed by my limitations and I'm told I should be happy with a mediocre life where all I would do is lay in bed and listen to the birds.

They also say things like, you are "just depressed" and it isn't the actual issues I'm having that are the problem, but my mindset and reaction to them. This is so deeply offensive to me, because not only is it insulting and downplaying the struggles of people who are clinically depressed, but it assumes that I should just be happy and content with all of these struggles and I am personally failing by not having the "correct mindset" which in their opinion is believing that things will get better no matter what. The latter might have been a fair point in the early stages of my decline, but after 8 years?

One of my friends says suicide is never a logical or rational decision and it is always 100% because you have clinical depression. He keeps pushing this view on me and saying I am only suicidal because I am in denial of being depressed and stubbornly reject the label. This fundamentally makes no sense to me because I have things that I enjoy and want to do but it became harder and harder the enjoy anything the more my health declined, I had a real passion for my subject and really wanted to get involved in medical research, I felt genuine joy when I could accomplish and achieve something, and yet this person (albeit in good faith I suppose) continues to misinterpret my situation and say that I'm just in denial of having depression??

It's like when I say I have brain fog people will say I'm in denial of having anxiety, when I don't really panic about anything, I don't have social anxiety, and I don't experience fear unless I'm having a PTSD episode, but surely I am completely unaware of how my own body and mind feels and some stranger knows better.

I'm so sick of people fundamentally misunderstanding what the actual problems are here. There's also the added context that for many years I would complain about physical health concerns only to be fobbed off and told that I'm mentally ill instead. Whenever I couldn't go to the bathroom for months and had to take horrible medication and enemas that made me wake up several times a night and left me in awful pain, I was told that my constipation must have been me making bad lifestyle choices or I'm having a mental illness. Then it was actually caused by a tumor. So I'm incredibly sick of this logic where anything that someone doesn't understand automatically gets called a mental illness with no justification.

I wish suicide was easier for me. While I do fear death somewhat and all of the inherent unknowns, what I hate the most about the entire process is knowing that where I am now, every time there is a suicide it gets investigated and the person's entire life gets put on public display for others to read, tarnishing whatever privacy they had beforehand. Inevitably, my problems would get chalked up to some abstract concept of mental illness as well and not the horrific life I have lived for the past 25 years. I just want to be left alone and die in peace.
 
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shit situation kuri.
people are retards. totally get it.

wish you peace
 
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Whenever I couldn't go to the bathroom for months and had to take horrible medication and enemas that made me wake up several times a night and left me in awful pain, I was told that my constipation must have been me making bad lifestyle choices or I'm having a mental illness. Then it was actually caused by a tumor.
This may sound cultish and I'd wouldn't say it in other contexts, but this is an exceptional case.

That's it. We can confirm most people actually don't think about anything. This quote alone proves most people does zero effort for understanding the causes of one's suicide. It can't be reasoned, so this place will always keep existing, to prove that, people will continue to be free to die, and there isn't a single thing opposers can do to stop it.

On the good side, you don't need validation. Every time someone blames you, they are kinda rebutting themselves. They are showing you how little they've done to inform themselves, on the many physical illnesses, with no known cure. Not only they don't show anything to point it's about attitude, they are empirically wrong.

Their opinion means nothing. The only thing to do is to know you are correct and they are clueless bozos repeating the same things over and over. Just be proud to be better than 90% of people. That's something no one can take away from you.
 
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I'm sorry for what you've had to endure.
 
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That is truly awful. To have all that shit going on and then others to dismiss it all. People can be so cruel and thoughtless, and I think often try to make light of others' suffering because they can't handle the thought of it and don't consider the effect that has on you.
 
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I'm so sorry. It's definitely frustrating to have your suffering as "just depression". Well, depression certainly is a real and serious thing but when they say that they definitely aren't giving the full due weight to your suffering.

My friend with clinical experience said depression was my first and foremost issue. I thought that it was hide telling that he would say that. Because autism is. Why exactly am I depressed? Come on. That just tells me he doesn't have really understand the impact autism has. Which is par for the course for pretty much every NT out there, even those working in mental health or have personal relationsiops with autistic people. I suppose there must be exceptions but I haven't encountered any.

Then he says mine is " mild"". Lol. I'll be 32 soon and I have no degree,no job much less a career, no home of my own, no romantic experience and certainly no prospects for that or a family, no life worthy of the name. Immense alienation and disconnection. It eludes me why I had to be brought here just to have a gimped life.


So my situation is similarly dire but like you I have found it hard to get it going even as it grows direr and direr with each passing day. I wish I had a mediocre life that sort of, kind of confirmed to the conventional vision of what a 32-year-old's life should be, but I can't even have that.

Of course good things don't tend to fall into our laps and I tried. I put myself through fucking calculus when I'm not really a math person in NY renewed quest for a degree and worse than that I put myself in an environment that made me feel like my mind was ablaze with a wearing fire and that made me want to die every millisecond. But it worked for a while such that people in my life thought I turned a permanent corner then it came crashing down in a fireball. I guess miracles can't sustain themselves forever.

You can spend hours building an intricate sand castle and all it takes is one strong wave to wash it all away.


Eventually it was revealed that I had a 13 cm tumor in my reproductive organs alongside several smaller tumors and cysts after I spent months with agonizing constipation and GI issues. It was so difficult to get a scan and I had to pay out of pocket for it because the most commonly used (because it is cheaper) scan involves vaginal penetration which I obviously cannot do, I can't even insert a tampon, and the healthcare staff just acted as if I am a petulant child over this. There was also scar tissue and blood everywhere in the abdomen, so basically a ticking time bomb. Yet after surgery, I felt no better overall, except my constipation is now more mild compared to the hell I went through then. Still there, but at least not horror movie levels of it.

On top of all this, I started developing back pain a few years ago. Doctors wouldn't help me with that and kept sending me to physiotherapy, who would email me sheets of exercises to do and then get mad when they didn't help me. When I didn't do the exercises a couple weeks after I had surgery, they told me off over it and kept insinuating that my issue is that I'm not active enough despite the fact that I dont have a car and walk everywhere. Once again, had to pay again to get another scan because they insisted my back pain was due to me being LAZY.

Well it turns out I have multiple degenerative discs, scoliosis, and it looks like some kind of inflammation. Maybe even ankloyding spondylolysis, but my bloods have come back negative for the high risk antibody so I'm just screwed on ever getting a useful diagnosis, I think. Even then, the only pain relief offered is just a stronger dose of an ibuprofen analogue that doesn't do shit. When I am in the throes of pain, those things do absolutely nothing. The only thing that's ever helped my pain is small doses of cocadamol but these gatekeepers won't give it to me, so I'm just expected to suffer my entire life if I do too much activity, stand too long, or am forced to sit in a chair all day.

My fatigue has gotten worse and worse over time to the point where some days I can drink a cup of coffee and still fall asleep immediately afterwards. I've been dealing with peripheral neuropathy type stuff for years but I would say over the past couple years it's cranked up significantly, not only do I have the 24/7 numbness and tingling in my limbs but I developed Raynaud's and my circulation is so poor my limbs feel heavy and low-key burning all the time, and I'm very sensitive to temperature. While over time I adjusted to this somewhat, I am not exaggerating when I say I'm uncomfortable 24/7.

Recently I also found out i have a structural abnormality of my brain where my cerebellum descends into the spine slightly known as Chiari malformation. Of course this is yet another problem I have that is not taken seriously whatsoever or I'm told that no doctors know about it and it's impossible to have it fixed surgically unless you have the most severe forms. So I have to live with constant pressure in my head, which sometimes is merely uncomfortable but on other occasions can result in a lot of pain. My vision is fucked up and I've been told it's neurological as opposed to an actual problem with my eye, but they don't really know. I also have permanent tinnitus for over 10 years now.

The lack of equity in life truly is astounding. You'd think there might be some sort of cosmic law of averages where blessings and curses balance themselves out but nope. Some people really are storm drains for all the bullshit life can toss people's ways.

One of my friends says suicide is never a logical or rational decision and it is always 100% because you have clinical depression. He keeps pushing this view on me and saying I am only suicidal because I am in denial of being depressed and stubbornly reject the label. This fundamentally makes no sense to me because I have things that I enjoy and want to do but it became harder and harder the enjoy anything the more my health declined, I had a real passion for my subject and really wanted to get involved in medical research, I felt genuine joy when I could accomplish and achieve something, and yet this person (albeit in good faith I suppose) continues to misinterpret my situation and say that I'm just in denial of having depression??
Stupid absolutist position is stupid. My friend's comment is also relevant here. He also has an absolutist attitude to the topic. You could say most (100%) non-impulsive suicides that occur after long deliberation (so basically like on here) are due to *unhappiness* with life but conflating that with or dismissing that as depression isn't sound. But that's another matter.

For me autism means existing in a fundamentally and irresolvably state of dysphoria and a state of perpetual grief and frustration at having been forced to exist and live my own life with this condition.

"Would you talk to a therapist about that?"

Please.

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I wish suicide was easier for me. While I do fear death somewhat and all of the inherent unknowns, what I hate the most about the entire process is knowing that where I am now, every time there is a suicide it gets investigated and the person's entire life gets put on public display for others to read, tarnishing whatever privacy they had beforehand. Inevitably, my problems would get chalked up to some abstract concept of mental illness as well and not the horrific life I have lived for the past 25 years. I just want to be left alone and die in peace.


I wish it was easier for me too. It feels like it should but it isn't. I just know things are growing more dire and dire. I hate it.

Yes, I agree, the death investigation is the worst part. Even it won't be relevant to us and even if we can rationally see why it is necessary, contemplating it just sucks. It sucks to think about the idea of being dissected, both physically and psychologically, and subject to the same old judgment as we were in life, on the part of the same institutions. It's just absurdly funny to me that even in death there is no escape from that. Any death investigation ruling a death a suicide will try to explain the decedent's motivations as evidence for that decision and I'm sure they get misinterpreted all the time or like you said chalked up with pity and scorn to mental illness. I know inquests in the UK have more of the nature of a public spectacle than in the US, which is even more unpleasant to consider.

Things like my health problem won't be given due weight either which is really horrible to consider. But to find freedom and shelter from life all these qualms are just something we have to find a way to get past.

I hope it is at least some consolation that if you kill yourself, some people have real understanding of what had driven you.
 
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I don't know if you were confused by my typo or managed to parse what I meant but instead of "cosmic nose" I meant to say "cosmic law". I don't know how that typo was made. A cosmic nose sounds kind of disturbing. Though the schnozz on my face probably qualifies.
 
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This may sound cultish and I'd wouldn't say it in other contexts, but this is an exceptional case.

That's it. We can confirm most people actually don't think about anything. This quote alone proves most people does zero effort for understanding the causes of one's suicide. It can't be reasoned, so this place will always keep existing, to prove that, people will continue to be free to die, and there isn't a single thing opposers can do to stop it.

On the good side, you don't need validation. Every time someone blames you, they are kinda rebutting themselves. They are showing you how little they've done to inform themselves, on the many physical illnesses, with no known cure. Not only they don't show anything to point it's about attitude, they are empirically wrong.

Their opinion means nothing. The only thing to do is to know you are correct and they are clueless bozos repeating the same things over and over. Just be proud to be better than 90% of people. That's something no one can take away from you.
Thank you, I needed to hear this. It's true that I don't need validation, despite that pesky urge for it, because the only ones who ever really knows you is yourself. Others may try to glean some sense of understanding, but they can never fully grasp all the complex intricacies of what makes you yourself, why we think and feel the way we do, and so on. It helps if your experience is more in line with the norm, but like you've said, my situation is exceptional.

I think that contributes to this very deep sense of isolation. Every time I dealt with the mental health industry throughout my life, the staff would always say things like, "never dealt with a case like yours before" or "the medical services aren't meant to deal with complicated issues like this, things work best when there is one solid, well-defined problem, not multiple", so where does that leave me then.

Years of being invalidated and treated like a crazy person have made me desperate for acknowledgement, I think. I am grateful to have this site and people like you who are keeping it real. I don't have a soul in real life who actually understands. There was one point in time where my partner would say that when I experience pain is "convenient" and insinuating that I exaggerate or make it up to get pity. I have a headache right now that feels like someone is stabbing an ice pick through my brain, I really wish I was just faking it like others think. Having to deal with this sort of rhetoric for ages probably did actually, ironically make me crazy and broke me down.

I feel like people deal with issues better when they are short term and there's a clear path to recovery. In situations like mine, there's inevitable castigation because no one wants to deal with a person whose going to be negative forever. Which I've really tried not to be, but even compared to a year or two years ago I feel like a husk of a human, withdrawn and bitter. I can only really put a mask on for work.

At least kind words like yours make me feel vindicated. Because I know deep down, that what I'm experiencing is real, and even if other people cast doubt, they're not the ones who have to be disabled and worn out every single day with no hope of a treatment or cure. I already have another tumor it seems like from an incidental scan and I don't want to deal with it right now because if I lose my ovary I'll probably start early menopause and the host of problems accompanying that shit. Thank you for your wisdom.

At the end of the day no one can stop me, if I plan meticulously enough.

I'm so sorry. It's definitely frustrating to have your suffering as "just depression". Well, depression certainly is a real and serious thing but when they say that they definitely aren't giving the full due weight to your suffering.

My friend with clinical experience said depression was my first and foremost issue. I thought that it was hide telling that he would say that. Because autism is. Why exactly am I depressed? Come on. That just tells me he doesn't have really understand the impact autism has. Which is par for the course for pretty much every NT out there, even those working in mental health or have personal relationsiops with autistic people. I suppose there must be exceptions but I haven't encountered any.

Then he says mine is " mild"". Lol. I'll be 32 soon and I have no degree,no job much less a career, no home of my own, no romantic experience and certainly no prospects for that or a family, no life worthy of the name. Immense alienation and disconnection. It eludes me why I had to be brought here just to have a gimped life.


So my situation is similarly dire but like you I have found it hard to get it going even as it grows direr and direr with each passing day. I wish I had a mediocre life that sort of, kind of confirmed to the conventional vision of what a 32-year-old's life should be, but I can't even have that.

Of course good things don't tend to fall into our laps and I tried. I put myself through fucking calculus when I'm not really a math person in NY renewed quest for a degree and worse than that I put myself in an environment that made me feel like my mind was ablaze with a wearing fire and that made me want to die every millisecond. But it worked for a while such that people in my life thought I turned a permanent corner then it came crashing down in a fireball. I guess miracles can't sustain themselves forever.

You can spend hours building an intricate sand castle and all it takes is one strong wave to wash it all away.




The lack of equity in life truly is astounding. You'd think there might be some sort of cosmic law of averages where blessings and curses balance themselves out but nope. Some people really are storm drains for all the bullshit life can toss people's ways.


Stupid absolutist position is stupid. My friend's comment is also relevant here. He also has an absolutist attitude to the topic. You could say most (100%) non-impulsive suicides that occur after long deliberation (so basically like on here) are due to *unhappiness* with life but conflating that with or dismissing that as depression isn't sound. But that's another matter.

For me autism means existing in a fundamentally and irresolvably state of dysphoria and a state of perpetual grief and frustration at having been forced to exist and live my own life with this condition.

"Would you talk to a therapist about that?"

Please.




I wish it was easier for me too. It feels like it should but it isn't. I just know things are growing more dire and dire. I hate it.

Yes, I agree, the death investigation is the worst part. Even it won't be relevant to us and even if we can rationally see why it is necessary, contemplating it just sucks. It sucks to think about the idea of being dissected, both physically and psychologically, and subject to the same old judgment as we were in life, on the part of the same institutions. It's just absurdly funny to me that even in death there is no escape from that. Any death investigation ruling a death a suicide will try to explain the decedent's motivations as evidence for that decision and I'm sure they get misinterpreted all the time or like you said chalked up with pity and scorn to mental illness. I know inquests in the UK have more of the nature of a public spectacle than in the US, which is even more unpleasant to consider.

Things like my health problem won't be given due weight either which is really horrible to consider. But to find freedom and shelter from life all these qualms are just something we have to find a way to get past.

I hope it is at least some consolation that if you kill yourself, some people have real understanding of what had driven you.

The ignorance surrounding autism is astounding, the new wave of autistic pride (as opposed to accepting autistic people and actually trying to HELP them instead of pretending we are all misunderstood geniuses) is really hurting the cause, I think. Your friend jumping the gun to depression rather than attempting to understand fundamentally what autism is and what sort of effects it has on adults. How is struggling to such an extent considered mild by someone who touts themselves as an expert?

Here it mentions that 40.2% of autistic adults in a population were depressed and also that experiencing depression is a consequence of feeling as if you lack agency over your life, which as autistic people we often do because there's no treatments or interventions for adults. All support is geared towards children only. https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC7168804/ If that doesn't address the elephant in the room that ones circumstances can make them miserable, I don't know what would convince someone who is blind to the impacts of autism.

You have every right to be angry that you couldn't finish your degree, or work, or find a partner. Those are things many NT and able bodied people take for granted every single day, especially when autistic people tend to be viewed as either perpetual children, being severely intellectually disabled to the point of requiring nursing and home care, or highly functional, self sustaining introverted quirky savants. We see autistic children in the media all the time, but rarely does anyone talk about what happens when inevitably those autistic children grow up and enter adulthood. We don't just stop being autistic, but the responsibilities of the life script certainly don't take this into account.

It's admirable that you gave the calculus course a go, even if it did end up not working out in the end and being something completely overwhelming, over your head, and painful. At the end of the day, you have the satisfaction of knowing that you tried, and others can't take that away from you or dismiss your efforts. I can relate a lot to the brain on fire feeling, I absolutely hate the working and university environment which is why I've always been on the cusp of losing it all and can't work full time like I am expected to.

Years and years of alienation do take a toll. Recently I do thing the zeitgeist on neurodiversity and the like has made things worse for people like you and I. Whenever I opened up to neurodiversity activist type people about how I felt frustrated about dyspraxia, sensory difficulties, and going mute or unable to communicate, they would just insist society is the problem and not my very, right in your face level of obvious neurodevelopmental disorder that is by definition an abnormality that has hindered my life. People could be nicer, but how is that going to stop me from wanting to tear my skin off if a pair of jeans is uncomfortable or feeling like my brain is exploding if the neighbour is singing loudly and badly. Come on guys.

One day this will all be just a distant thought, a blip in the grand scheme of things, you're right about that for sure. At least I can find solace in that fundamental truth that one day whatever pain and worry I've experienced is going to fade away into oblivion. It's taking awhile to get there, but I know I'll find that peace eventually. Even if I have to save money and fly to South America hunting the holy grail, this nightmare is going to end some day.
 
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Thank you, I needed to hear this. It's true that I don't need validation, despite that pesky urge for it, because the only ones who ever really knows you is yourself. Others may try to glean some sense of understanding, but they can never fully grasp all the complex intricacies of what makes you yourself, why we think and feel the way we do, and so on. It helps if your experience is more in line with the norm, but like you've said, my situation is exceptional.

I think that contributes to this very deep sense of isolation. Every time I dealt with the mental health industry throughout my life, the staff would always say things like, "never dealt with a case like yours before" or "the medical services aren't meant to deal with complicated issues like this, things work best when there is one solid, well-defined problem, not multiple", so where does that leave me then.

Years of being invalidated and treated like a crazy person have made me desperate for acknowledgement, I think. I am grateful to have this site and people like you who are keeping it real. I don't have a soul in real life who actually understands. There was one point in time where my partner would say that when I experience pain is "convenient" and insinuating that I exaggerate or make it up to get pity. I have a headache right now that feels like someone is stabbing an ice pick through my brain, I really wish I was just faking it like others think. Having to deal with this sort of rhetoric for ages probably did actually, ironically make me crazy and broke me down.

I feel like people deal with issues better when they are short term and there's a clear path to recovery. In situations like mine, there's inevitable castigation because no one wants to deal with a person whose going to be negative forever. Which I've really tried not to be, but even compared to a year or two years ago I feel like a husk of a human, withdrawn and bitter. I can only really put a mask on for work.

At least kind words like yours make me feel vindicated. Because I know deep down, that what I'm experiencing is real, and even if other people cast doubt, they're not the ones who have to be disabled and worn out every single day with no hope of a treatment or cure. I already have another tumor it seems like from an incidental scan and I don't want to deal with it right now because if I lose my ovary I'll probably start early menopause and the host of problems accompanying that shit. Thank you for your wisdom.

At the end of the day no one can stop me, if I plan meticulously enough.
I'm happy I could make you feel better, I know what's to be constantly invalidated, and how important reassurance can be. We can't get in one's mind, but we can do our best to understand each other and fight their loneliness. I wish you the best.
 
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The ignorance surrounding autism is astounding, the new wave of autistic pride (as opposed to accepting autistic people and actually trying to HELP them instead of pretending we are all misunderstood geniuses) is really hurting the cause, I think. Your friend jumping the gun to depression rather than attempting to understand fundamentally what autism is and what sort of effects it has on adults. How is struggling to such an extent considered mild by someone who touts themselves as an expert?
He doesn't really cite himself as an expert as such in mental health. Even though he says he has many autistic patients clearly there are still a lot of gaps to fill. But how much is reasonable to expect a NT to get, even those who work in mental health? It's like learning a second language. Even if you get a very proficient grasp (which is of course quite the challenge) there is always going to be that last 10% (let's say, could be more or less) that is inaccessible to you, whether it be pronunciation, syntax, shared cultural knowledge, or whatever. But I am certainly depressed but it's not ex nihilo.

Here it mentions that 40.2% of autistic adults in a population were depressed and also that experiencing depression is a consequence of feeling as if you lack agency over your life, which as autistic people we often do because there's no treatments or interventions for adults. All support is geared towards children only. https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC7168804/ If that doesn't address the elephant in the room that ones circumstances can make them miserable, I don't know what would convince someone who is blind to the impacts of autism.
I certainly have never felt my life belonged to me.

You have every right to be angry that you couldn't finish your degree, or work, or find a partner. Those are things many NT and able bodied people take for granted every single day, especially when autistic people tend to be viewed as either perpetual children, being severely intellectually disabled to the point of requiring nursing and home care, or highly functional, self sustaining introverted quirky savants. We see autistic children in the media all the time, but rarely does anyone talk about what happens when inevitably those autistic children grow up and enter adulthood. We don't just stop being autistic, but the responsibilities of the life script certainly don't take this into account.
The worst part is that I have a non-autistic identical twin. Enough said.


It's admirable that you gave the calculus course a go, even if it did end up not working out in the end and being something completely overwhelming, over your head, and painful. At the end of the day, you have the satisfaction of knowing that you tried, and others can't take that away from you or dismiss your efforts. I can relate a lot to the brain on fire feeling, I absolutely hate the working and university environment which is why I've always been on the cusp of losing it all and can't work full time like I am expected to.

To be clear I passed that class and got an A in that class. That was the my final semester before I dropped out (for the 3rd time) and did get straight A's. So it wasn't the academic side that drove me out, more so the psychosocial. it's hard to explain. I have intense social anxiety (to use the common term as I don't think that captures all of it) and intense social sensitivitt and over stimulation problems that go way beyond the autistic norm. Which has been the main theme of my life so it was disappointing to be bested by my eternal problem when so much was at stake. So the social anxiety is what caused me to feel on fire.

The calculus program was part of a biology problem so although I said it wasn't the academic side it was also true that it was only going to get more intense and focused. As o know you know in STEM fields there surely is no shortage of students vying and jockeying for opportunities; in fact, it could be said there is a glut. So if you have certain impairments and problems you're going to have a very tough time standing out and competing unless you are outstandingly exceptional à la The Good Doctor (piece of shit show by the way). Needless to say, that does not describe me.

Still, I wish I has been able to see it through and keep engaged in something instead of settling into NEETdom like I have been in the past several years. I thought I had left that for good even if I ended up killing myself, but I guess not. But I do think that even if I had manages to sustain that change, eventually the weight of everything would prove to be too much and I would CTB before I got too old. But I wanted to at least give myself the option (and part of pursuing, maybe the main reason, was to do something in light of the fact that suicide was so hard).

And nothing is definitely stopping people from dismissing my efforts. :wink: Even though I out myself through a grueling hell inearch of that mythical "getting better" and lasted as much as I could to a humiliating conclusion, it's still not enough. But remember like you I have had to suffer my health ailment all alone so people necessarily underestimate what I have gone through.

I just got audibly upset typing that out. I'm over it all.

One day this will all be just a distant thought, a blip in the grand scheme of things, you're right about that for sure. At least I can find solace in that fundamental truth that one day whatever pain and worry I've experienced is going to fade away into oblivion. It's taking awhile to get there, but I know I'll find that peace eventually. Even if I have to save money and fly to South America hunting the holy grail, this nightmare is going to end some day.

Yes eventually but I'm out of time. I have several years on you. If I could palliate and earn a meager livelihood that would be better but I can't. I certainly wish I has pentobarbital. I chided myself for not procuring it through here when it was available but I see fork recent news that I may not have had much luck unless I had ordered back in like 2019 possibly. But yes, this nightmare needs to end.
 
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death: the cure for life
Dec 9, 2019
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thats how my father is, made all sorts of jokes about my health related struggles.. some people are just shit.. sorry about what you had to go trough
 
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DeadFlowers

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Jul 6, 2024
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I'm so sorry for what you're going through & have had to go through from such an early age. I can relate on the health struggles, although to a much lesser degree in comparison to your struggles. When you don't feel good & can't do the things you want to do, it sucks. People who don't have health struggles beyond a cold here and there, can't comprehend long term problems. And, if it's something that's not readily easy to understand, like a condition that is widely known or easily recognizable, a lot of people will dismiss it - in some cases, is almost as bad as the original problem. And, when it's healthcare personnel who are supposed to help, that can be traumatic if they also are dismissive. It can really make one feel alone. I hope you can find a medical provider who will listen to you & help you navigate your health issues. In the meantime, hopefully, this thread will help you know that you are not alone.
 
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Artemisia

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May 24, 2024
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I'm so sorry to read what you have been through. Unfortunately it's just all too common how doctors don't give a damn, don't listen, don't care and invalidate as much as possible so as to not have to bother with actually thinking a bit outside the box. I've always suffered from CF too, but of course, that wasn't even a thing until very recently (it still really isn't, my doctor has heard of it but "it's not something that can be tested", so basically let's dismiss it). Now I'm literally dying of pain and exhaustion, after having twisted the tendons and ligaments along my spine, made worse and worse by physiotherapy and doctors who refused to listen. I'm leaving a note with my story and I know sime/many still won't believe how bad it has become and think I should have wasted the last of my money in a nursing home to die a bit slower. All I can say to them is I hope you get to experience the pain, the lack of support and the invakidaruin I've suffered and make the longest profit of it
I could have been saved, but it just wasn't worth it. And this seems pretty normal and perfectly acceptable, that doctors aren't called out for killing people by basically invalidating their claims of pain and lack of energy.
 
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summa_tyme2224

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Jun 4, 2024
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Well I don't have any advice but my life has been extremely similar. I also have severe cfs. It's truly a living hell.
 
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Aug 12, 2024
31
I can't relate but all I'm going to say is, you've done well enough. Do whatever you thinks that'll put you on a good rest. I respect and like people who actually try to fight despite the odds being against them. Wish could be like them.
 
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