Hello Dr. Grief:
I am not comfortable discussing this. I am not a wealthy person. I can't afford the fancy doctors. Based on all empirical data only cash buys the best shrinks. I am willing to be a Guiney Pig just to get some answers because I am running out of questions. Maybe if I make this raw sacrifice, someone will help me.
I can't leave my house. The hallucinations are becoming exponentially exhausting. I can tell myself they are not real until I am blue in the face. This self affirmation cures nothing. I have no panacea. I don't trust institutions. The staff members, for the most part, have betrayed me (I don't want to discuss that now). A very close, old friend suggested that I attempt to locate someone pro bono online. I am not a stupid woman. I am pragmatic and scared to death. Will anyone work with me? Is anyone interested in probing my brain to save a life. The thumping. The poking. the crawling. The visuals. All of the self medication in the universe cures nothing. At least self medicating assists with ignoring these bastard, but it's not a cure. I am losing my mind... C (40 years old)