I got turned away from a therapist again. I have done everything I can think of. I contact every one on a regular basis. I am always told no or no room. I walked into my former therapists office again today. They are the largest group of providers in this area.
After being turned down multiple times and basically being told I was lying by the crisis line and accused of not trying hard enough I went and took a tape recorder. On tape he said he would have a spot open for me by the end of the month. I waited, tried not to press but I never heard back.
I went in today and was told absolutely not you need a medical evaluation. I have 2 psychiatric evaluations on record. But they kept saying my issue was medical. My current medical Dr. states they don't feel qualified to put anything in writing other than anxiety. The made an appointment for me to talk to the director again.
I know that they aren't telling me to hurt myself but every time someone tells me that they can't help me unless i am a danger to myself or others I feel like they are asking me to. Essentially whether they mean it or not, that is the message they are sending out. And so I find myself trying to come up with ways to meet their criteria without really doing so, if that makes sense. I ask my self "what could I do that wouldn't cause damage?"
I have got to find someone to talk to. I have got too. My inability to get help is making my symptoms so much worse.
The list of effects it is having on me, is growing by the day. Fear of not being able to get help, fear of not being able to properly express my need for help. fear of isolation, fear of rejection.
It is sending me into this massive dark whole and the realitation of once again being able screaming at the top of my lungs for help and knowing no one is ever going to come. I just keep thinking about how i couldn't figure out how to get help back then, and I can't figure out how to get help now. The helplessness and fear that I will never be able to protect myself.
I am so afraid of being turned away. I don't get it. I can't figure out what I am doing wrong. And it makes me so homesick because if I was where i used to live I could get help from a variety of places.
After being turned down multiple times and basically being told I was lying by the crisis line and accused of not trying hard enough I went and took a tape recorder. On tape he said he would have a spot open for me by the end of the month. I waited, tried not to press but I never heard back.
I went in today and was told absolutely not you need a medical evaluation. I have 2 psychiatric evaluations on record. But they kept saying my issue was medical. My current medical Dr. states they don't feel qualified to put anything in writing other than anxiety. The made an appointment for me to talk to the director again.
I know that they aren't telling me to hurt myself but every time someone tells me that they can't help me unless i am a danger to myself or others I feel like they are asking me to. Essentially whether they mean it or not, that is the message they are sending out. And so I find myself trying to come up with ways to meet their criteria without really doing so, if that makes sense. I ask my self "what could I do that wouldn't cause damage?"
I have got to find someone to talk to. I have got too. My inability to get help is making my symptoms so much worse.
The list of effects it is having on me, is growing by the day. Fear of not being able to get help, fear of not being able to properly express my need for help. fear of isolation, fear of rejection.
It is sending me into this massive dark whole and the realitation of once again being able screaming at the top of my lungs for help and knowing no one is ever going to come. I just keep thinking about how i couldn't figure out how to get help back then, and I can't figure out how to get help now. The helplessness and fear that I will never be able to protect myself.
I am so afraid of being turned away. I don't get it. I can't figure out what I am doing wrong. And it makes me so homesick because if I was where i used to live I could get help from a variety of places.