My mother emotionally, occasionally verbally, and rarely physically abused me. Depression and anxiety have high correlation with abuse. One particular traumatic event left me with a cluster of phobias related to claustrophobia. Every time a doctor has tried to wean me off some of my pills things have gotten worse. (I don’t just take pills, I have a psychologist too).
I did the most important thing I could for my mental health in 2005: I moved out of home. Now I want more certainty but my fibromyalgia can worsen suddenly without warning. This means higher levels of fatigue, swollen joints and skin that hurts to touch gently. I’m on a Disability Pension which the Australian federal government is trying to push under 35s recipients off.
I can go to the supermarket some of the time but it always makes me anxious and I usually struggle through the check-out. I’m none too fond of crowded trains or crowded trams either but if it’s how I’m getting from point a to point b, well such is life.