caity.x
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- 35
- Location
- Girvan, Scotland
- Type of diabetes
- Type 1
- Treatment type
- Insulin
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Really sorry to hear how you feel. Sounds like you need to get back in touch with the doc. Perhaps you can have a different type of medication for the depression. I think it takes a brave person to keep going not a cowardly one. Who are you talking to about your feelings? I am T2 so can't advise about the injections. What about a pump? @donnellysdogs or @Engineer88 any advice?I’m struggling, more than anyone knows. I’m so sick of being ill. For me, not taking insulin used to be about losing weight. Now I know I’m too thin, I want to get better, maybe even put a wee bit of weight on (so many people tell me I look ill, I’ve even heard whispers that I’m anorexic) but I just can’t face those injections. Every day I’m so tired, my head hurts, in fact my whole body hurts. I feel sick, I can’t speak properly, I’m so angry all the time. I just want to sleep. People ask me if I’m ok, they can see that I don’t look well but they don’t know the half of it. The way I feel inside, just wanting to lie down and close my eyes. Every day I think about ending my life, but at the same time I’m too scared to do it, I don’t know if it’s fear or weakness. It’s such a feeling of being stuck between a rock and a hard place, I feel completely trapped. I don’t know what to do anymore, the only place I really want to be is in bed, under the covers with the blinds closed and the lights off. Alone, in my own space, my safe place. I don’t get dizzy in there; don’t feel like I’m going to fall down at any minute. Some nights I feel so ill that I mentally prepare myself for the fact I’m not going to wake up the next morning, I’ve genuinely thought that I’m going to die more than once. I hate having to come to work, at work I have to face people with their stares and questions. I know people are concerned and don’t mean to be nosey but I just want to be left alone. I don’t think the antidepressants I've been put on work, I feel worse than ever. I feel so lost and confused; I don’t know what to do. I wish there was some place I could go where they’d give me my insulin every day at the right times, try to get me back on track, like a rehab, but as far as I know there’s no such thing.
Totally agree with @noblehead. One step at a time.I’m struggling, more than anyone knows. I’m so sick of being ill. For me, not taking insulin used to be about losing weight. Now I know I’m too thin, I want to get better, maybe even put a wee bit of weight on (so many people tell me I look ill, I’ve even heard whispers that I’m anorexic) but I just can’t face those injections. Every day I’m so tired, my head hurts, in fact my whole body hurts. I feel sick, I can’t speak properly, I’m so angry all the time. I just want to sleep. People ask me if I’m ok, they can see that I don’t look well but they don’t know the half of it. The way I feel inside, just wanting to lie down and close my eyes. Every day I think about ending my life, but at the same time I’m too scared to do it, I don’t know if it’s fear or weakness. It’s such a feeling of being stuck between a rock and a hard place, I feel completely trapped. I don’t know what to do anymore, the only place I really want to be is in bed, under the covers with the blinds closed and the lights off. Alone, in my own space, my safe place. I don’t get dizzy in there; don’t feel like I’m going to fall down at any minute. Some nights I feel so ill that I mentally prepare myself for the fact I’m not going to wake up the next morning, I’ve genuinely thought that I’m going to die more than once. I hate having to come to work, at work I have to face people with their stares and questions. I know people are concerned and don’t mean to be nosey but I just want to be left alone. I don’t think the antidepressants I've been put on work, I feel worse than ever. I feel so lost and confused; I don’t know what to do. I wish there was some place I could go where they’d give me my insulin every day at the right times, try to get me back on track, like a rehab, but as far as I know there’s no such thing.
I lost the baby. Been on the Prozac for coming up 6 weeks now and taking them as prescribed.@caity.x
Back in August you said you were pregnant. What's the situation regarding your pregnancy?
Your post concerns me enormously. Your health and well being is very important. You say you're on antidepressants, how long have you been taking them. Are you taking them as prescribed?
Sorry to ask so many questions, but I'm really concerned for your health and wellbeing...and need to know just a few answers to try to give you some further support and help...
So sorry to hear of losing your baby Caity... Good that you taking the Prozac as prescribed.I lost the baby. Been on the Prozac for coming up 6 weeks now and taking them as prescribed.
I’m struggling, more than anyone knows. I’m so sick of being ill. For me, not taking insulin used to be about losing weight. Now I know I’m too thin, I want to get better, maybe even put a wee bit of weight on (so many people tell me I look ill, I’ve even heard whispers that I’m anorexic) but I just can’t face those injections. Every day I’m so tired, my head hurts, in fact my whole body hurts. I feel sick, I can’t speak properly, I’m so angry all the time. I just want to sleep. People ask me if I’m ok, they can see that I don’t look well but they don’t know the half of it. The way I feel inside, just wanting to lie down and close my eyes. Every day I think about ending my life, but at the same time I’m too scared to do it, I don’t know if it’s fear or weakness. It’s such a feeling of being stuck between a rock and a hard place, I feel completely trapped. I don’t know what to do anymore, the only place I really want to be is in bed, under the covers with the blinds closed and the lights off. Alone, in my own space, my safe place. I don’t get dizzy in there; don’t feel like I’m going to fall down at any minute. Some nights I feel so ill that I mentally prepare myself for the fact I’m not going to wake up the next morning, I’ve genuinely thought that I’m going to die more than once. I hate having to come to work, at work I have to face people with their stares and questions. I know people are concerned and don’t mean to be nosey but I just want to be left alone. I don’t think the antidepressants I've been put on work, I feel worse than ever. I feel so lost and confused; I don’t know what to do. I wish there was some place I could go where they’d give me my insulin every day at the right times, try to get me back on track, like a rehab, but as far as I know there’s no such thing.
I am so sad for you. Big hugs! Please keep posting and please, please go and speak to your doc and your consultant. Huuuuuggggeee hhhuuuuugggggsssxxxI lost the baby. Been on the Prozac for coming up 6 weeks now and taking them as prescribed.
I lost the baby. Been on the Prozac for coming up 6 weeks now and taking them as prescribed.
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