Drowning in my new life

Within the last 4 years I had my first child, had my first good job, bought my first car, and subsequently found out my c section may have ruined my body, lost the job and the car, and have had a complete 180° in my ambitions. Fibromyalgia and Hypermobile Ehlers Danlos. It's nothing and everything all at once, and then I find out my mother has been hiding my autism diagnosis from me and everyone else for two decades. You'd think after all of this bullcrap someone would care enough to talk me down when the pains become too much and the meds have run out again. No. So I'm here. I've taken too many "calm downs" and "you'll figure it outs." My soul and body are tired.