Look this is what I have been up against since Tuesday last week. Tuesday had 18 teeth pulled in a 2 hour surgery then dentures slapped in there before I came to. I had to pay $2600 the day of the surgery or they dont do it. Wednesday no therapist session. Thursday find out my little one is being abused by his foster parents. Saturday my 15 year old is arrested and charged with sexual harrassment by his girlfriend. Monday back to the dentist to have my upper jaw frozen to try and remove the dentures that are too tight. I owe him almost $1000 for all the pre and post op things he has done and for the dentures. Tuesday get to see my little one for about 10 whole minutes while I take him to an ear, nose and throat specialist then turn him over to CFS once again and watch him cry while they drive away. Now I'm in the heart of downtown alone and the anxiety and panic is taking over completely. Pass out Tuesday night at home, wake up in the hospital Wednesday morning. No therapist again on Wednesday and then Thursday a meeting with cfs about my 15 year old ( he is in their care because he was living with my ex, he didnt want to live in the country any longer with me and his father was finally caught physically abusing him) and how to prepare for the hearing. Now to finish it all off coming home lost control of my truck on the ice covered highway and take the ditch. Throughout it all intense pain from my gums and new teeth. Havent had solid food since Monday before the surgery. Now today my back and neck hurt from the accident. Bruising up pretty bad on my arm and leg that slammed into the door of my truck.
Gonna have to come up with $245 for the tow. Dont know if there was any damage to my truck havent had a chance to look her over yet. Probably about $200 for the ambulance. I have no income. NONE. What I was living off of was the child benefit tax of $249 a month. But cfs has taken it because my little one is in their care. Care that's a joke. He's being abused. But he was taken away because I'm battling suicidal thoughts. I would never harm any of my children. Their father did that enough. I would never attempt and leave my child in any harm. All my attempts have been when my children where save somewhere else.
There that's a bout a week in my life. Through it all hoping for a call that I am stupid enough to believe is going to happen. It's always that crazy. Now tell me again why I have no right to suicide. Everything is a wreck including my head filled with thoughts of killing myself to stop all the commotion and confuse and pain. Tell me how to fix any of this. I cant I've been trying for years. I'm tired, worn out physically and emotionally done. I just want death and th peace I'll receive. Please just a frickin hug. A hug that tells me I'm not the horrible mom and person I believe I am. That tells me there is something besides suicide. I wait and wait but it never comes. So I say I dont want to die but I need to. I've set the date and everything is ready. It will happen because there is nothing I can change. There is no hug at the end of a hard day or week.
I wish I could get angry. But I'm too afraid to show anger. I was badly abused emotionally and physically in my past. So now I just keep the anger tucked inside. I self harm as my way of letting anger out. But I cant show anger. The odd time I have, it has always been thrown back in my face or turned against me or even used against me. Too scared to do it sorry.
I'm sorry this is long, but others want to know why I'm isolating and not being very supportive and caring of others. I am truly sorry to let others down. I never do that. I'm not in anyway trying to say my problems are worse or greater than anyone elses. Just wanted to share what I'm battling each day. And then others give me shit saying that I'm not trying to get better. But it's all so much. Honest to God, it's hard enough just to make it from morning to night each day. Take a week like this, which for the last 10 years (honestly)is what I'm battling. Where do I find time to work on problem solving for my mental health issues? Where do I find the time to take some for me? I hate me. I'm not a good friend, Mom or person.