I've hit the lowest I have ever been in my life. Since the age of 13, I have had to manage chronic illnesses and disabilities that alter the trajectory of my life so I'm a pretty tough cookie, until now. Since 2019, I have suffered two bilateral arterial dissections in my neck and strokes, been diagnosed with POTS, a connective tissue disorder, and anxiety. I've had since a young teen fibromyalgia, narcolepsy, major depression, and chronic migraines. I take no less than 12 pills a day to just be able to function, get infusions and treatments to maintain my migraines, and have continuous monitoring on my heart, neck, and brain. I have been put out of work by my medical team and stuck in the disability application loop (apply, deny, appeal).
I have been maintaining until now. Little one has had to have interventions and therapies twice a week as they are on the spectrum. The bills are out of control, my spouse can't work anymore than they already are pushing over 100 hours a week and we barely see them, and I have no income. There are days I feel like jumping from a bridge, when I look at our monthly budget, the medical bills, the copays, the medicines, I just want to scream. My baby deserves better, she needs the help she deserves. I've put off procedures on my neck. My account is in the negative, food is scarce, and I'm just running on autopilot at this point. My body is starting to give out and I'm just getting out of the hospital from a collapse in public.
At this point, I do not know where else to turn. There is no family to turn to that can nor is willing to help, I am going through my state's proper channels, I've gone to food banks but they are scarce in my small rural area and gas is too expensive to go outside my town.
This was made in severe desperation but also to help me, mentally, to get my story out in the open to anyone willing to listen. It has been made under my username Im referred to as to not dox myself or my family.
Thank you all for even reading this far.