Guest guest Posted February 24, 2006 Report Share Posted February 24, 2006 It is hard. I was living with my boyfriend of nine years. When I got sick of course I was off the wall petrified because I didn't know what was happening to me. He got mad because I was sick and took me to the hospital and said we aren't leaving till you fix her. I was so embarrassed I cried and they sent a counselor in who thankfully realized HE was the problem. When I started having to move things out of his house he called the police to take me out of his house. I was locked up in a moldy room till my parents came and got me. I was sick there as their house is moldy and they didn't understand at first. Then I went through two moldy apartments till I got where I am thanks to my best friend Dan in the whole world. Now I live in my bubble with hepa filter air cleaners always scared to death of what is going to make me react next. The moldy basement at the shipyard I worked was covered up. They wanted no publicity so they got rid of me on disability. The shipyard shrink told me( hit man) to be a good little girl and go home and take my pills. Thankfully I found a good pschychiatrist who believed and an allergist who believes. So I feel for you guys cause I* know how it is and I did this as a single mom. God Bless, Janet Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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