Previous episodes of psychosis (hearing voices), suicide attempts, suicidal feelings have led to me barely living life. I go to work, come home and that's it. People who I thought were friends have severed contact. Due to over a decade of being prescribed antidepressants and then antipsychotics that have affected my appetite and metabolism, I am now morbidly obese. I saw a thread not too long ago about assisted suicide for people with mental illness being allowed in Canada. Maybe I should move there and put an end to the misery. I should never have been born. Is there any hope for a better life when nobody gives you the time of day? Maybe I'm just a drain on society.