This should feel like a good thing or a development but it doesn't. My mother took on the responsibility of making phone calls and trying to get me a psychiatrist for the past six months. I've just gotten one recently because I found out she wasn't really trying. She made one phone call in March and then I got myself on a waitlist in April and after that she never contacted anyone again. Turns out, there has been someone available and all it took was a second try. It's very frustrating for me since I had been asking her for updates and she would say "no change"
She took it on as her responsibility because with the way that my anxiety is there isn't any possible way I could do it. I tried a few times to make other appointments and call hotlines but my anxiety is too severe. I hold my breath when I'm on the phone and listen from a distance because my anxiety makes my breath feel 10x louder than it is.
I feel ridiculous that I can't do anything anymore. In the past 7 months my ability to take care of myself is worse than it ever has been. When I was 15-19 I could cook 3 meals for myself everyday and now I cook maybe 2 times a week. My mom offered to make dinner every night so I can eat something but she's no longer doing that.
I'm trying to get to a point mentally where I can function as a 21 year old but I can't even get out of bed. I can't even get the tools that I need to support myself.