I don& #39;t talk about it often, if ever, but I have serious memory recall issues prior to the age of 14 (and worse with younger ages).

For some reason the last month has been giving me hell in the form of memories I didn& #39;t know still existed, a lot of which has been trauma based.
It& #39;s worth noting that I haven& #39;t gotten around to seeing a psychologist since I was 15, mostly due to moving and having to be entirely self reliant since 16. It& #39;s been getting consistently harder for me to recall, and when things are coming up, it& #39;s hitting me hard.
Before all the Covid stuff happened, I confided all this in my mum, as well as my growing anxiety about leaving the house (which has only been exacerbated in the last 2 months) and she agreed to come help me get the ball rolling. That was in February. I miss her.
I genuinely can& #39;t wait for all this to be over so I can work on getting a physical support network back together, because I am getting worse. Every day I& #39;m fighting instinct to react to situations in the same way that I feared as a child. I& #39;m overcompensating to try and stop.
Stress is aggravating my MS like hell, and I& #39;m ending most days in tears. And all of this on top of an already fragile mental state has me goddamn exhausted. I don& #39;t feel like I have genuine strong support from anyone but my girlfriend, who is on the other side of the world.
This thread isn& #39;t important, and derailed into general metnal health real fast. It& #39;s just been stewing for a while and I needed to put it into the world.

I& #39;m not okay, but I& #39;m okay, ya& #39;know? I& #39;m just. Holy shit I& #39;m so, so fucking tired.
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