I have posted before.
Had a breakdown about 10 years ago prompted by abusive partner. Diagnosis hypermanic episode. Afterwards I managed to get back on my feet but this was aided by vast quantities of alchohol and partying rather than facing up to things.
In the mean time I continue to make shite life decisions especially when it comes to love. I have ended up as a single mum and my ex is in Iran. (Don't ask) I am no longer into him but I feel so much pain when I am surrounded by these mums with supportive, rich husbands, agas and three holidays a year. I feel like a social outcast.
I feel like a complete failure. This isn't help that I didn't get a job that I desperately wanted and needed last week. I think the worst thing is that I know that I am in my current situation because of MY choices. I don't understand my decision making processes and I feel that I must be a very fucked up individual to make such bizarre choices.
In short I feel ashamed, I also feel that humans are awful and horrible and pick out the weaknesses in me all the time. I don't feel like my friends are on my side sometimes (mabe paranoia) and I feel like I have many weak spots for people to pick on. I feel vulnerable and unlovable. I feel that I fucked up my life a long time ago and thta the scars will never heal. I love my dd so much but at the same time I hate being a single mum and I hate the fact I chose such an awful dad for her. (Her dad wanted me to abort) so I feel that noone wants to breed with me anyway.
My mum died of cancer last year and I ma grieving her. Plus she had a despeartely sad life and I don't want the same.
I am not quite suicidal but I don't want another 20 years of feeling like this. I am on 10mg citralopram and really need to up mu dose. I think I may have borderline personality disorder and hope to talk to doc next week.