Lamotrigine as a mood stabiliser has helped me a lot. I still get down and anxious, but not to the point where I’m in the pits of despair. I still need some therapy as I have negative thoughts and anxieties that really impact on my life... but I’m now at the point I feel strong enough to face it.
It sounds as though you are feeling a lot of “pressure”, maybe your family is putting this on you, maybe you’re putting it on yourself, or a bit of both. It is hard to be happy when you are constantly comparing yourself to others, trying to live up to their expectations, etc... I speak from personal experience.
One thing that I’ve found helps me is to basically ignore all the advice as to what I “should” be doing to make myself feel better. I’ll do whatever gets me through the day, thank you very much... and if that involves me staying in bed for two weeks and watching back-to-back episodes of House MD, then so be it.
(Having said that, it’s not so easy now I’m married, as I have responsibilities and it’s much harder to do whatever the fuck I want all the time!)
But honestly I have lost count of the times I’ve let people convince me to go on a night out as “it will cheer me up”. Fuck that. It’s only ever worsened my anxiety, social awkwardness and feelings of inadequacy. I now don’t do anything that I know will make me feel worse ... and that includes talking to certain friends, the ones who just make me feel bad, whether it’s their “fault” or not. I feel better not having them in my life. It means I compare myself to them less. I focus on the friends I can relate to more. The ones who have problems too. It makes me feel less “alone”.
People - especially those close to you - will often say stupid/hurtful/ignorant/infuriating things... and really, it’s often because they don’t know any better. My mum is the worst for that... some of her comments have cut me so deep. But I know she loves me and means well. She has her own set of issues that colour her views on things and influence her behaviour. It’s the same for everyone.
You can try until you’re blue in the face to make people understand... just don’t expect them to. Even those who have been through a similar thing and who should be empathetic. Even those who love you the most.
If you can try to forgive their ignorance, and focus more on the fact that their comments usually come from a caring place, you may find it hurts less.
Just sharing a few thoughts, I hope you can take something from my ramblings... all the best to you. X