u/First_Strawberry_689

Title says it all. Here a summary of my story, for contex
For a year and a half, I was trapped in a highly abusive relationship, a textbook cycle of narcissistic abuse and a devastating traumatic bond. Throughout our time together, he kept devaluating and gaslighting me, cheating on me with at least 26 different women (i have a list of names). Whenever I attempted to confront him, he left me, only to relentlessly harass me through anonymous calls, emails, and even bank transfers with manipulative memos only a week later, until I accepted him back.
The peak of his cruelty occurred when I discovered I was pregnant: he abandoned me the day after i told him, just to date two other girls few days later, leaving me entirely alone to face the physical and psychological trauma of an abortion I didn’t want, but had to do. He then returned when the procedure was over.
To cope with this my psychiatrist put me on antidepressants and diagnosed me with anxiety depression and PTSD.
The definitive breaking point happened when I discovered his latest double life and threatened to expose him to the other girl he was secretly seeing. Terrified of losing his public reputation, he used a suicide threat, and i stayed by his side to avoid him doing it. However, by the afternoon, as soon as the danger to his reputation had passed, his demeanor instantly flipped. I experienced a massive post-traumatic collapse, but when I begged for his support, he coldly rejected me, stating that he was finally "free from me" and needed to study. Realizing in that moment that he would only ever use me as an object, I took a step back and blocked him permanently. We are now 1 year no contact.
While I rationally know this is a monumental victory that has allowed my mind and body to begin detoxifying, my internal world is currently an exhausting, conflicting maze of intense trauma responses. I live with a constant, lingering terror regarding his potential return, and I battle a profound hatred toward him, to the point of wishing he were dead just so I could finally feel safe. At the same time, I feel a protective numbness and aversion toward all men, yet I still fight guilty moments of phantom nostalgia.
Later I also met a new boy, who seemed a very good person, and we dated for almost 6 months, only to discover he recorded our private moments without me knowing it. I borke up with him immediately, but i now feel even more fear and disgust in men.
(also, i got raped when i was 15)

To complicate this delicate process of reconstruction, my healing environment at home is highly invalidating. Last night, my beloved bunny, who was my safe harbor, and who i saw as my baby gifted by God, suddently passed away in my arms. While I was grieving, my mother decided to pressure me about my academic delays at medical school , dismissing my two year battle with severe trauma and depression as a mere excuse for not taking exams. She and my sister left me entirely alone to shovel the earth and bury him so they could rush off to a birthday dinner. This profound lack of empathy leaves me feeling deeply isolated, and I don’t know what to do, I can’t take it anymore
It’s almost a month that i keep thinking about killing myself in every way possible, and last night i lost one of the few reasons that kept me alive.

Hello everyone.
Koda, my one-year-old, started losing weight on May 30th. Two days ago, on June 4th, he was rushed to the veterinarian because he could no longer stand up, at which point the vet prescribed subcutaneous fluids and medications to be administered at home.
This morning, Koda suffered a severe neurological crisis marked by seizures, immobility, hypothermia, and a lack of swallowing reflex. His recent blood panels revealed a critical multi-organ collapse: profound hypoglycemia at 33 mg/dL, severe hyperazotemia with urea at 102 mg/dL, acute hepatic lipidosis with elevated ALT and AST, and a critical leucopenia of 1940 /µL indicating advanced immunodepression or a massive consumption infection.
Fortunately, Koda was rushed to an emergency clinic where he underwent successful IV stabilization and resuscitation, and he is now back home showing signs of improvement. The veterinary team managed to place an intravenous catheter inside his marginal ear vein, allowing me to manage his therapy at home. My primary task now is to administer 2 mL of Glucose 5% directly into this ear catheter every hour to maintain his glycemic levels and give him IV saline fluid therapy. Finally, I need to keep Koda in a quiet room at 27°C, letting him rest in a closely padded nest, and force feeding him a critical care solution.
Has this happend to someone else? What did you do to help your baby? What else could i do?