I feel hopeless....
I have to deal with the problems I have (bpd, cptsd, anxiety, ect)
I have to deal with add on problems each day (just as recently as mid last week I had to deal with sexual harassment. As if I didn't already have enough sexual caused ptsd. And just before that hit another deer.... Still dealing with that ptsd as well)
I have to be highly cautious of any medication I take (sensitive to meds) meaning I can't really take meds to ease the symptoms.
I can't go to rehab for my addictions because the only local rehab place my stepfather works at (he's a past abuser so... Yeah not going there)
I most likely have to stop therapy for 5-10yrs because telling my back story about my parents could get my brothers taken away so for their sake I have to let my recovery go.
2 sets of parents left me... Hell my whole family left... I only have my grampy.
I should consider myself lucky to have friends at all but I only have 4 and only really talk to 2. Everyone else hurt me, left me...
I swear, if there is a God, he's telling me to kill myself
I feel like there's a wall behind me and I'm backed into a corner while people are beating me with sticks (figuratively). Every second is spent dealing with one mental problem or another while more problems are being added on top. And every possible exit has been closed off...