I’m tired of living like this. Sick of fucking coronavirus (and existing, tbh). Backstory—in Summer 2019 I was suicidal, tried to kill myself, self harming and was awaiting a depression and anxiety diagnoses. Yet I managed to get through that. DM and DB almost died which was a rather traumatic time, had an eating disorder and by the time lockdown came around I was finally in a good (ish) place.
Yet it’s all stopped now. I can’t cope with it. I just want to cry constantly but I can’t. I have to stay strong for DM and DB. I do have some friends yet due to past issues I’d rather not tell them about everything that happened. I get triggered over things even relating to hospitals or what happened, I’m a total mess.
Had a medication review the other day, I couldn’t bring myself to admit that I’m struggling. But I am. Stuck like this for God knows how long. I’m so fucking tired. I don’t want to go on like this anymore. But I know if I die, then how would my family cope 