I currently feel like I am losing myself, losing this fight of my life to my mental illness.
I am coming off one of my medications, I have just finished coming off another. I'm living in a hostile environment with my dad being emotionally/mentally abusive and I don't know what to do. I'm looking for somewhere to go, but It's hard because I need to take my cats. I'm so lost on what to do, and I don't know how long I can keep fighting my demons for.
I am one more bad mood, emotion, thing away from just giving in.
It hurts and frustrates me that my mum is so blinded by the abuse after being use to it all these years. And that she doesn't see it for as serious as it is and how it's affecting me. It's killing me, literately!
I don't know how much more I can take, I don't know what to do.