Someone dear to me(this guy) said he was moving to Canada just before my exam. I cried all night and went to the exam. I came back, ate and fell asleep. I woke up nauseous and texted him. Mf is not only guilty for the reason im crying all night before my exam and feeling so unwell but he had the audacity to say "im not a doc, ur" and "goodbye. Our ways part here". I said "please, I'm texting you for comfort, don't say this, i cried all night (because of him), i had my exam, ik he's not a doctor but at least to tell me "sorry, can't help". And i said im not home, i can't deal with this alone. He said"im texting u the same thing in 2 hours, if you're not home, it's not my problem ". Like I can't go home in 2 hours. Like if you can't help, at least don't make it worse. Let me rest. Idk whether to try to go to the doctor's here or they will gaslight me. Yes, i am "anxious" and that doesn't mean i didn't just puke. Anxiety makes my gastritis worse. Anxiety is an illness in the МКБ. And illness overlap. I can't eat. Damn, i bought food. I am overwhelmed. The exam. Sis doesn't want me home, dad wants me home. I guess i need to go but i have to warn mom and sis and bring all the food i bought. And i confuse dad whether to send me stuff or not. And my landlord called. And it's too much.
I v*mited. I called the ambulance, they just told me what meds to take like I don't know. I called the closest emergency room they told me if they come it's 90 bucks, if i go is 60. I called the Bulgarian red cross as they provide some psychological help and could help with an ambulance but they didn't pick up. I'm wondering whether to go to an emergency room near but i went 2 years ago and he hitted me two shots of diazepam and said it's all anxiety. And then said each one is 20 bucks, i didn't have money with me. One year ago i went for a fracture (nothing to do with anxiety). The doctor just told me again to drink a valerian root and that i still owe 40 bucks. And soon my insurance will be over. Meanwhile my doctor is in my hometown and i can't get stuff here. My psychiatrist,which is based here, is on the seaside. Idk whether to go. I just need the human contact and someone to take care of me. I feel bad i bought food and I can't eat nor leave it here and go home. I have gastritis. It's really bad here. My classmates tell me to stay here that my mom's toxic but im just so nauseous here. Especially after the event last summer getting sick and with that heartbreak and with him being unnecessary cruel. I do have anxiety. But i have gastritis as well. I vomited for real, not in my head.
P. S. Passed the exam with A even though i was half-alive, no sleep, crying, no food. Now i have a master's degree. But i can't tell parents because im scared they will stop my money and kick me out.