I tried writing a post explaining why, but it’s just too much, and too many personal details and having to explain things going years back, it’s just to much.
Very very long story short I’m disabled, about to get evicted, and can’t find a suitable place to live and not mentally strong enough to live somewhere unsuitable again becuse it almost killed me the last times I had to. But ike I say, there is a lot more to it that makes it too big a mess to explain.
And I only have a couple of people supporting me and they’re not available and I’m spiralling in to the dark places where this is all heading, and I figured I’d shout in to the void and see if anyone answers back.
I certainly hope the very best outcome for you. I do understand that pressure though. I was homeless most of my adult life and it nearly killed me… infact, I’m still recovering and all that time on the streets with all that crazy stress has definitely helped keep me stuck currently from moving forward as I wish to.
There’s really no advice or comfort I know to offer that would be a viable solution. Especially how the world is rapidly changing it seems for the worst. I’m really sorry you have to face this horrible reality. I too feel I wouldn’t be able to go through what I just came up out of again.
I suppose all you can do is what you can do and that’s about it unless there’s people who are willing to help with the things you can’t fix right now.
Good luck buddy! I hope it all works out for you!
I suppose all you can do is what you can do and that’s about it
this really hit me like a punch in the stomach. I’m so limited by what I am and am not able to do, but I’m trying my fucking hardest just not to sink every day and not give up hope, but things are coming to a head now and the hope is getting smaller and smaller and however this end I don’t come out unscathed, I’m already deep in PTSD land and this is pulling up so much shit from the past, and in any case there’s at least one move ahead of me which in itself is a traumatic and exhausting experience even if it goes smoothly, and just liike you say, you never get the chance to deal with the trauma before more starts, and this cycle is just so fucking vicious.
I appreciate the validation, it helps to know this shit is damaging for real and I’m not just some oversensitive brat like I feel.
Yeah… my situation is not all that wonderful either. I suffer from cptsd among other health problems and it wouldn’t take much of anything to hurt my circumstances even more.
Not sure about you but all I have left is my faith and I’ve gotten to the point to where either imma be alright and make it or imma end up in a hole somewhere. At this point in my life, I really don’t care which way it goes. I only care about being at peace with myself and others that are closest to me. Everything else can kick rocks! Been through enough!
We can only be the best we can be and we can’t undo what others have done in which has created obstacles in getting the help and things we actually need to sustain life.
Again, I’m really sorry you’re hurting, I totally understand the frustration! Keep being who you are and try your best to be at peace with yourself because no matter the struggle and no matter our past failures, going through times like this, we just have to do our best to stay as grounded as possible.
Who knows, perhaps this thing you’re going through may “Suddenly” change or devolve. Hard to say really when you’re so used to getting tough unwanted results no matter how hard you try so I get it.
Be safe out in the wilderness and take care of yourself to your best ability. I’m very sorry you’re struggling so badly right now.
It really fucking sucks, doesn’t it.
Faith has never been a strong point of mine (I have this reflexive “cling to hope to remain alive” thing going on, but when I actively think about it I don’t see wher I’m getting that from), but I do have a pet I love that gets me up in the morning, but in recent times even that relationship has been tested as my mental health declines and I have made several attempts unrelated to the housing situation, so yeah, all it would take is slight breeze to push me over the edge and I’m staring at a storm rolling in.
I really do appreciate the sympathetic ear, it’s much easier to discuss these things with strangers, and especially strangers who have been through similar things. Those on the outside of the world of trauma and mental and other illness just don’t understand, and the constant having to justify myself and my actions and my choices on top of everything else just takes so much more energy, but it’s just part of this world where you have to prove your “worth” and suck up to those with the means for survival to get limited access to them at massive cost. The deeper I think about it the angrier I get, which for a while is a good bit of dissociation because big picture is less personal than little picture, but then shit hits the fan and there’s nowhere to hide and I can’t see a way out.
I hate so much that I’m right back in this place, I just want to exist in peace somewhere, not have to go through hell (and so far, back) just to… what? have to do it again in a couple of years? It’s exhausting.
We’re still all very much connected with the whole grass roots thing at the end of the day. Doesn’t really matter to much which side of the spectrum you’re on. It’s just We’re not very good at acknowledging a problem a lot of times I guess but when you’re dealing with delicate matters in the form of mental illness, it all seems to mean a little more by definition as people similar to you and I have to consider these things a bit more. But in any case, I don’t think it’s fair to say that you have more to prove as far as your worth is concerned.
I’ll go far as to say that people that have a little extra to carry sometimes have bigger mental and/or spiritual muscle. It’s just another way to think about it really. We have in a way been shoved off to the side often being alone to think about these things on a much deeper level. We experience pain on a whole new level and often times then not we can… IF we choose to, come to a realization that we are made a bit different and still serve a purpose. Our battles are greater in life than the average person but when we can or when we choose… we are quite useful to others based on our experiences. It feels burdensome but it is empowering at times I believe.
There’s always an opportunity where we often connect better with people who are troubled and actually want to be acknowledged in certain situations where nobody else could offer anything worth-while or wholesome. To the point to where we have influence on someone who can’t seem to grasp an understanding or perhaps they lost there way a little. So we all play a part somehow but it’s left up to us if we can see it when everyone else had missed the mark.
It’s the next morning and the numbness has mostly set in, I predict much dissociation going forward, I honestly don’t know how this week is going to end, let alone what happens next, but if I stop to think about it I will fall apart, so I’m just trying to stick to my routine, which seems absurd, but I can’t manage anything else.
But everything you’ve said is true (though I’d take an ignorant life over a hard but insightful life any day, if I was given a choice), and while right now I can barely help myself, let alone anyone else, this kind of experience does put us in a place to help others later on, just like you’ve helped me here. Only if we survive it though, and that’s the tricky part.
It’s all just so overwhelming.
So, I assume you have already looked in to a lot of local resources in your area for help?
Yanno, help for rent, utilities and even food? It’s a huge gamble but you could even try reaching out to a catholic church for help. I recommend a catholic church over other denominations because they’re a lot more resourceful and way less greedy/judgmental in my experience. I had to get help from a catholic church before. They bought me groceries… even had their own grocery store… I was shocked!
When I was homeless for 20+ years I really had to get creative and even think outside the box. It was of no risk to me because I realized that the “traditional” route to get help was terribly flawed and was much more of an obstacle than a temporary solution. I even received help from some little tiny Baptist church to get into a studio apartment but I probably called every church in my area and they were of no use so I ventured out to other areas. Making a phone call wouldn’t hurt trying in my opinion as long as you’re up for it.
I even used social media such as Facebook to find help for food and clothes and most of my help came from other states… even Canada.
It’s a terrible shame that mostly everyone seems to not care but I found some big hearted people out there still and am thankful.
It’s a hard life for sure and I understand your thoughts on the subject matter but ya keep fighting for your wellbeing and survival.
I know that you mentioned that faith isn’t necessarily a trendy thing for you and we all have our reasons I suppose but maybe you should give it a try as ridiculous as it may seem. I’m not the average church-goer or bible thumper nor am I a great example and my faith may not be as strong as some others but I do know God listens and sometimes he’ll put people in your path to help you and so on.
Asking for help shouldn’t be embarrassing or admitting that you’re weak… quite the opposite really if that’s something you are able to understand.
I come from a broken home. My family didn’t love me or care for me. I walked away at 17 and became homeless. I was terrified and severely hurt mentally. I was angry and I didn’t like people at all. I no longer wanted to be apart of the human experience because it seemed pointless but I gave God a chance. It felt weird to try and reason with someone or some thing I heard about in church or from other people but it was something I needed to know was real because everything else seemed like a fabricated lie. But I found out that God was real though sometimes he seemed to not care much about my situation while other times he totally did and proved his love to me… not in a way that I tricked myself into setting up my own success but it was more of an experience in which really made me consider my creater even more thus giving way to a much stronger relationship even when things were tough.
I know it’s not really fun to articulate and it seems silly to most… even to the ones connected to a church generally doesn’t understand half of what they say they do but as for me, God helped me get through some of the worst times anyone could ever face alone.
Just thought I’d share that with you and I hope I haven’t hurt you by sharing what I did…
I’m sorry you’re suffering right now.
Edit: I don’t want to offer you empty platitudes, but I truly hope you’ll be ok and I wish you the best of luck!
Thank you, and yeah sometimes things just fucking suck and there’s nothing to say that’ll change that, so I appreciate the no empty platitude, they don’t help much do they…
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Any updates?
I’m sorry for dropping off for a bit, there were no updates and I was slowly losing it, and trying my best to focus on other things.
today though I’ve had a small positive update which is a viewing for a house that would really suit me and is near my supportive friends but is also a long and difficult journey away (8 hours each way by train and cab for a person who spends 22 hours a day in bed is rough) but if I get it it would really make a big difference.
I am not the only candidate though, so I don’t want to get my hopes too high.
Hopefully by mid next week I will know how it went.Would be awesome if this works out for you. I just wanted to chime in beings it got a little quiet and wanted to know if you’re alright.
You’re in my thoughts daily. Just really hoping to learn that things worked out for you!
Take care my friend and keep in touch please!
I appreciate the kind thoughts, sadly they weren’t enough to give me the luck I need and after 36 hours of almost straight up traveling there and back (including missing a train and being stranded for the night) I found out as I was making my way back that I didn’t get the house. I’m completely shattered and out a whole load of money and it was all for nothing.
I’m still waiting to hear back on a couple more places and will keep trying, but I’m running out of time fast and the despair and panic are really starting to set in. I’m really not sure how this is all going to turn out.
Wow, I’m really sad to know that. 36hrs is a very long time and getting stranded for the night is even worse!
I don’t know what to say 😕. I feel really sad right now and I don’t know what I’d do if I were in your situation other than give up if and when all else failed. I’d just become a permanent fixture somewhere and I’d try to unlearn how to stop talking, stop hearing, stop seeing… I’d just want to turn everything off.
I’m so so sorry!
I’ll be honest, I feel like doing exactly what you’ve described, I’ve called about a few more places and got nothing, it’s looking really bleak and I don’t know how long I can keep pushing on auto pilot like I have been before it all finally catch up on me and crashes me to the ground.
I really don’t know what to do anymore.
I don’t think you need to spill it all out at once!
Start with something small and work with it as far as you have resources to do so.
If the small thing grows bigger quickly, just be patient and take a pause when you need one.
