Sooo, after being in remission for the last 4 years, I have been told I am no longer in remission and my diagnosis of anorexia is back. I’ve tried eating, but I can’t, it makes me physically sick. It’s not deliberate, it’s a genuine problem, every time i eat I throw up. I feel sick all day and just don’t feel hungry anymore. I think it’s anxiety, but my mental health team think it’s an eating disorder. I’ve lost 2 stone in a matter of weeks. I can eat ice pops, so that’s what I’ve been surviving on. I’ve tried to explain that although I have a LOT of olanzapine weight to lose, it’s not a deliberate thing but they won’t listen. I guess my history speaks for itself (recovered twice, once at 18 and once after my son was born).
And I have had to resign from my job. They were pushing me to leave and had threatened to sack me for lack of capacity so I resigned before I got sacked. At least then I can get a reference.
And we went to court over the children and they put a barring order on me stopping me from applying for a contact order for the next two years. Which means my contact is solely up to social services and my ex husband. I saw my kids for an hour today supervised by social services and a contact centre staff member and it was absolutely heartbreaking. My son kept asking why I was poorly and what was wrong with me and I burst into tears as soon as I saw them, which didn’t look good for me.
Their speech is appalling, neither of them are where they should be and if I had custody of them I would have them both in speech therapy, but my ex husband just doesn’t care. He puts them in childcare for 50 hours a week then dumps them with my bitch of a mother for the weekends.
Speaking of my mother, I found out through the divorce proceedings that she is PAYING my ex husband £1200 a month to have my kids for one weekend a month. This is the woman who emotionally and physically abused me for 2 decades. And there’s not a damn thing I can do about it because social services have fallen for her middle class “I’m so rich and amazing” act when really she’s a functioning alcoholic who doesn’t give a crap about her daughter. I haven’t spoken to her for over a year and the thought of her having my children unsupervised makes me sick.
And I’m trying to date again, as it’s been over a year, but all the men I speak to stop replying or just want sex. It’s very depressing.
And I’ve come off all my meds except my aripiprazole injection, because they won’t let me stop that one. But all the ones I had control over, I stopped. It made me manic initially then I’ve crashed into depression, and I’m sure the depression is part of my eating problems.
Could anything else go wrong at the moment? I really need some good luck, a break. I’m fed up with feeling like this. All I want is to be stable again. I never thought PP would ruin my life like this. I’m honestly not sure how I’m still coping. I often wish my overdose had been successful 😢