I thought I was coping ok with the thought of living with lupus for the rest of my life but things just keep getting worse. I have been ill for about 10yrs I think, maybe longer but milder. I haven't been quite right for a long time. I'm terribly depressed at the moment. My whole life seems to be falling apart.
My boyfriend died over 10yrs ago 8 months after my Mother leaving me with no family except my daughter. Her Father left the country , we haven't seen him since. I started to show symptoms for two years of what we know now is Lupus. I had a car crash, instantly couldn't walk, spinal injury. I was bedridden for 18months. I can't actually believe I didn't die in that bed at times I could barely lift my head from the pillow. My daughter was left in my care and nominated as my primary carer at 11. It was all so difficult, so painful for both of us. I took so long to recover but eventually managed to start working as a carer and with graded excercise and pacing increased my workload. Over the years my daughter became increasingly difficult despite me taking her to family therapy. She got in with a rough crowd,went off the rails and started drinking and bullying me when I tried to reign her in . I became so unwell after each of her aggressive outbursts that in November I had to ask her to leave. She is ok, comes over for dinner but refuses to acknowledge my illness. I can't talk about it and feel obliged to almost perform as "well' for her. I know it's worrying for her too but we have very little emotional connection which hurts me greatly.
I work currently from 10am-9pm every day midweek and from 10-5 saturday to meet the bills but this is too much. I raise funds for charity in the afternoon and evening and do carework for the elderly in the mornings. I am not coping with the workload. I have been in flare since October. I'm in constant pain and can't feel my legs at times. The pressure is on at work due to the recession and we are all under a microscope and picked up on any error ( not reading the script word for word) as the bosses are all panicking pointing the finger at each other because of course it's not working as it should, were in the middle.
I almost cried the other night when I was pulled up in the middle of a shift at 8pm and told off for some minor error. Last month I was promoted to senior caller as my results are extremely good. Now all of our calls are recorded I am almost terrified of making a mistake I am so depressed. I can't do anything after work but come home and try to rest. Sometimes I'm too tired to cook. I have one friend in the world who has stuck by me even tho I can't go out much. I haven't the energy to keep up with everyone.
It feels like all of the struggling will never be over. I am so alone
My boyfriend died over 10yrs ago 8 months after my Mother leaving me with no family except my daughter. Her Father left the country , we haven't seen him since. I started to show symptoms for two years of what we know now is Lupus. I had a car crash, instantly couldn't walk, spinal injury. I was bedridden for 18months. I can't actually believe I didn't die in that bed at times I could barely lift my head from the pillow. My daughter was left in my care and nominated as my primary carer at 11. It was all so difficult, so painful for both of us. I took so long to recover but eventually managed to start working as a carer and with graded excercise and pacing increased my workload. Over the years my daughter became increasingly difficult despite me taking her to family therapy. She got in with a rough crowd,went off the rails and started drinking and bullying me when I tried to reign her in . I became so unwell after each of her aggressive outbursts that in November I had to ask her to leave. She is ok, comes over for dinner but refuses to acknowledge my illness. I can't talk about it and feel obliged to almost perform as "well' for her. I know it's worrying for her too but we have very little emotional connection which hurts me greatly.
I work currently from 10am-9pm every day midweek and from 10-5 saturday to meet the bills but this is too much. I raise funds for charity in the afternoon and evening and do carework for the elderly in the mornings. I am not coping with the workload. I have been in flare since October. I'm in constant pain and can't feel my legs at times. The pressure is on at work due to the recession and we are all under a microscope and picked up on any error ( not reading the script word for word) as the bosses are all panicking pointing the finger at each other because of course it's not working as it should, were in the middle.
I almost cried the other night when I was pulled up in the middle of a shift at 8pm and told off for some minor error. Last month I was promoted to senior caller as my results are extremely good. Now all of our calls are recorded I am almost terrified of making a mistake I am so depressed. I can't do anything after work but come home and try to rest. Sometimes I'm too tired to cook. I have one friend in the world who has stuck by me even tho I can't go out much. I haven't the energy to keep up with everyone.
It feels like all of the struggling will never be over. I am so alone