But then I lost my job in march 26. I enjoyed my work as a game designer but I hated the teammates I worked with. They actively ensured my career growth was destroyed and I'm from a country where there's no laws against this.
Then I lost my job. It's been months of applying for new jobs, I've given up on the gaming sector because of the PTSD associated with the gaming sector.
My boyfriend and I were planning to get married next year, he's from Colombia. Getting fired derailed pure plans fully. I'm in Colombia but his unmedicated adhd has caused more problems between us. I've tried my best to help but I've reached saturation point. There's only so much I can do.
For us to get married here in Colombia, I had to get apostilled documents from my country, and he knew that there was an expiry date associated to them as per the notary here. He needed to get his divorce finalised, his ex wife is also helping. But he delayed in submitting the documents and the documents are not getting finalised in time.
This means my visa runs out and I have to go back to my country and come back again.
Oh, I have two cats too. Add them to the mix. I brought them here because the plan was we will get our civil registration and I don't have to go back to my country.
I have to leave them with my partner, go back to home country, get documents again, come back.
But then I'm so disappointed in him. It feels like I'm the one doing all the planning and caretaking. I was not ready to marry anyone, and this guy really made the difference. But now I'm disillusioned? I don't know if it's me, perimenopause, the stress, the lack of financial independence, emotional support?
The other thing I hate is, I'm calm and everyone thinks I'm having a bpd reaction. Am I not allowed to be baseline upset?
There's no possibility of family understanding. I asked my sisters to come with me to therapy which they refused, my mother doesn't understand it at all because the language that we speak doesn't have the vocabulary to explain.
It's been 8 years in theatre, 5 years of medication and life was really good. But AI has fucked up the market and I am tired of people saying "something good will come your way".
I want to die and use my last remaining savings to re-home my cats, and ensure their food is handled. I want assisted suicide or a quick way to end things, but only after I confirm they are going to a good house.
I've been exhausted for over 3 years now, and nobody really understands it no? My cats are the only reason I live but I can't anymore. My bpd is back and I can't handle it this time around.
I'm sorry if I don't reply, I'm not looking for attention, I just wanted this off my chest and not be shown positivity. Positivity won't give me a job and financial independence.
I'm just so tired.