I'm not normally one to turn to a forum for stuff like this, but I really love the tone here on the escapist and have seen how helpful people can be, so here goes:
I've just moved house to Guildford and within a day, I already hate the place. I'm not used to living near to so many people and so much going on is like sensory overload, I've been living in quiet suburbs or countryside for all my life. I'm far away from any of my friends, and I only ever talk to one or two of them these days anyway, and it's just a fleeting conversation when I do.
I don't have any choice about living here unfortunately, as this is where I'm supposed to spending a year on placement doing a job as part of my degree. But I already know for certain that I've failed one exam last semester, and have a massive suspicion that I've failed at least another two this semester, which means in the best case, I'll get a shit grade on my degree, or the worst case, I'll be kicked off the course and don't know what will happen with the job.
I have a history of mental illness and it got pretty bad in my final year of A-levels, where I was hallucinating every day and feeling intense paranoia, not sleeping til about 3/4 and waking up a few hours after this, et cetera. I got a diagnosis of reactive psychosis, which basically means they think it was triggered by an intense period of stress, which is what I've been consistently feeling for the past couple of years, and what I think might have contributed to my shitty exam results. I keep thinking up ways to kill myself pretty much every day, but now is the only time where it's seemed like a genuine option. Most of all I don't want to get sectioned or put on those fucking drugs again, or lose my mind even further. And the team that looked after me last time is unofficially going to be disbanded next year under the government cuts, I couldn't even see them because of my location, and I don't want to go to a general mental health team because I know for sure they'll put me on drugs, because of some of the fucked up attitudes towards women/race my delusions bring, and the fixation on self-harm.
I'm also massively in debt from student loans, and it gets worse every day, I'm in for something like £12k at the moment, and have no idea how I'm going to be able to pay it back. I've been pushed really hard ever since I was a kid to go to university and do something really professional, but I absolutely detest the place. I'd rather be doing something real and physical, that shows immediate benefits and is satisfying, but won't be able to get it as I have no real experience in anything like that. On top of all this I've got to set a role model for at least two of my brothers, and pretty much continue to look after the youngest one as he has Down's Syndrome and tends to get overlooked after school. For the last month I've been watching TV and stuff with him in the evenings, and probably the worst thing about being here is that I can't do this anymore and I know he's alone. I've also essentially been told that my Grandad can barely move around anymore due to complications from a heart attack, and that there's no chance of recovery to his old self, so there's only a matter of time before we have yet another death in the family.
My number one aim in life is to keep my sanity, and after that to live a simple and stressfree life, without being in debt, and remaining close to family. Now I don't have a fucking clue how to deal with all these things at once, and I don't want to go crazy again. So I thought I could use some outside opinions. Sorry for completely unloading all this, and hopefully it makes a coherent post.
I've just moved house to Guildford and within a day, I already hate the place. I'm not used to living near to so many people and so much going on is like sensory overload, I've been living in quiet suburbs or countryside for all my life. I'm far away from any of my friends, and I only ever talk to one or two of them these days anyway, and it's just a fleeting conversation when I do.
I don't have any choice about living here unfortunately, as this is where I'm supposed to spending a year on placement doing a job as part of my degree. But I already know for certain that I've failed one exam last semester, and have a massive suspicion that I've failed at least another two this semester, which means in the best case, I'll get a shit grade on my degree, or the worst case, I'll be kicked off the course and don't know what will happen with the job.
I have a history of mental illness and it got pretty bad in my final year of A-levels, where I was hallucinating every day and feeling intense paranoia, not sleeping til about 3/4 and waking up a few hours after this, et cetera. I got a diagnosis of reactive psychosis, which basically means they think it was triggered by an intense period of stress, which is what I've been consistently feeling for the past couple of years, and what I think might have contributed to my shitty exam results. I keep thinking up ways to kill myself pretty much every day, but now is the only time where it's seemed like a genuine option. Most of all I don't want to get sectioned or put on those fucking drugs again, or lose my mind even further. And the team that looked after me last time is unofficially going to be disbanded next year under the government cuts, I couldn't even see them because of my location, and I don't want to go to a general mental health team because I know for sure they'll put me on drugs, because of some of the fucked up attitudes towards women/race my delusions bring, and the fixation on self-harm.
I'm also massively in debt from student loans, and it gets worse every day, I'm in for something like £12k at the moment, and have no idea how I'm going to be able to pay it back. I've been pushed really hard ever since I was a kid to go to university and do something really professional, but I absolutely detest the place. I'd rather be doing something real and physical, that shows immediate benefits and is satisfying, but won't be able to get it as I have no real experience in anything like that. On top of all this I've got to set a role model for at least two of my brothers, and pretty much continue to look after the youngest one as he has Down's Syndrome and tends to get overlooked after school. For the last month I've been watching TV and stuff with him in the evenings, and probably the worst thing about being here is that I can't do this anymore and I know he's alone. I've also essentially been told that my Grandad can barely move around anymore due to complications from a heart attack, and that there's no chance of recovery to his old self, so there's only a matter of time before we have yet another death in the family.
My number one aim in life is to keep my sanity, and after that to live a simple and stressfree life, without being in debt, and remaining close to family. Now I don't have a fucking clue how to deal with all these things at once, and I don't want to go crazy again. So I thought I could use some outside opinions. Sorry for completely unloading all this, and hopefully it makes a coherent post.