It's been 7 months of being unstable almost 100 percent of the time. I have moments when I feel "better" and get things done but it's almost always fueled by my anxiety about wasting this entire year so far. I don't have anyone to reach out to that I haven't already contacted 100 times in the past 12 years and no one helps. I just keep going in circles.
I called a bunch of hotlines and they weren't any help. They always ask me 20 questions to understand my situation and essentially ask me what I want them to do. Or they tell me that I should use a coping skill and carry on as if that's enough. So I texted a "friend" who usually doesn't listen or support me but she's the only contact I have in my phone who isn't a family member. She did send a nice message and I know she was trying. But she ended up making a hundred assumptions about how I've been doing instead of asking more about how I was feeling. So I just didn't answer, even if what she said made me feel invisible.
A month ago, I begged my parents to co-parent. My mom doesn't know anything about mental illness and my dad doesn't know anything about how I've been so I thought they could put their heads together and do whatever a parent is supposed to do when their daughter doesn't want to be here. They agreed to it but it's been a month and they haven't talked to me or each other. They didn't work together 13 years ago when my illness started to ruin my life or 9 years ago when I told them I was having really dark thoughts. But now, when I'm in a place where I can't even make up a reason to keep going.
My brain is already telling me that even if my parents did something it wouldn't help. But I think if they were trying, it would do a lot because it would look like they're trying. I'm not asking for them to treat me like a child, but they offered small stuff to help and still haven't done it. Like putting paper on the fridge for a household grocery list or setting money aside for necessities. I always end up waiting patiently for months and gently reminding them, but after that, I end up doing it myself.