Five years ago my health started declining both physically and mentally. Then a year later my marriage failed, I lost my wife my three wonderful kids, my friends and some family members as well as my home. I was forced into a mental health unit where I stayed for a month or so. Things got worse. I left the mh unit and spent six weeks on the streets over Xmas and new year 2015. I was sleeping in hedges and abandoned sheds. Drinking rain water and eating out of bins. I was 48.
I was paronoid over everyone and more so over the authorities. Police, ambulance, fire, all the NHS departments in fact all government departments. Four years later and I still feel the same, it's a nightmare. I'm lonely and very scared. I have lots of physical symptoms that scare the crap out of me. My head is a mess. When I seek help no one wants to know. When I was a young kid I did some truly awful things and hurt people I really do care about. Now all I get told is its karma for the hurt I inflicted on people. My own guilt is Turing me up inside and has done for many many years. I'm anemic in both iron and b12. I feel like crap because of the nerve pain and bone pain. I can't get my doctors to help me with the pains or to get the treatment I need to get healthy. I'm left to fend for myself. I thought my food and drink were being poisoned. I though our health service was just leaving me to die an agonising death. I am now so torn up with anxiety and guilt and grief I am looking for support. I want to beat this and survive. I've lost sight of what normal is. I've lost hope and faith. At a time I need family I have none. I'm tired weak in pain. And more over ashamed of myself.