Trying to live with this injury literally landed me in a mental hospital
Okay, maybe I was always destined for a mental hospital - I don’t know !? I’ve never had issues before that I’ve ever been aware of. I’ve had a decently successful and great life up until this point.
This injury is so brutal- it’s changed my entire life.
I cannot BELIEVE I just got discharged from a literal mental hospital. I got baker acted after saying “I want to d**. I give up” (I do not feel this way anymore.. please don’t come at me- I’m just sharing my experience)
I had ORIF about 6 weeks ago; 12 days after the fracture and ligament tear. I’ve since lost my job, my relationship, the ability to drive (we are almost cleared.. so hope is on the way, but still a month out from being able to legally drive in the US)
I’m about to lose my home too. I haven’t been able to get out of the house. I got severely depressed. I’m not hopeless.. especially after what felt like the worst week of my life in a HOSPITAL JAIL (I’ve never been to jail, but I imagine this is what that feels like) tried to learn coping strategies next to people talking about things other-worldly that kind of freaked me out to be honest, but I digress.. that’s a story for another day.
I just can’t believe my life has come to this. A small injury- a huge life change. Not sure how to move forward. not sure why I’m venting on Reddit. This sub is pretty supportive, and I’m desperate.
Advice? It’s so hard when people around us don’t understand how devastating this injury is to every day life. We can’t shower the same, we don’t have the same freedoms, we’re in pain 24/7 for weeks on end, it’s almost like an identity loss- and please don’t get me wrong - I am completely aware that people have it SO MUCH WORSE and there are far worse injuries and I am so beyond grateful that it wasn’t worse and that I feel so weak for complaining. I almost wish it was worse because maybe people could SEE it more and understand. It seems like such a minor injury, but for me it was life changing. I thought I was pretty decent with handling pain and being independent. Being stripped of the independence in one instant. Everything is astronomically more difficult to handle alone. Don’t get me started on getting up and down the stairs with the knee scooter.
I’m sad guys. Hope?
Thanks.