I am a thirty year old woman with two children my youngest Louis is five and has high functioning asd with severe behaivoural difficulties, my eldest James is seven and has severe dyslexia and emotional difficulties. My partner who i have been living with for nine months has adhd with underlying autism and is only nineteen years old. I feel like i am his mother too. I myself have a history of depression. I used t be in therapy as a teen and was admitted to a psychiatrict hospital at 18. I jumped off a bridge last september so its safe to say the depression is back, my therapist believes i have bi polar while my shrink so far says episodic major depression but he also says he hasnt been seing me long enough to make further diagnosis. Problem is that i am the one holding my family together. My gradmother comitted suicide. My mother is not around much. My father suffers from major depression and i dont get enough support from social services. Yesterday my partner left the downstairs window open as he has to have a breeze. My youngest son escaped and i found him in someone elses house..a dodhy junkie woman who lives two doors down! Between the three of them i find it hard to cope. I try to get support from my partner but because he has adhd he mostly makes things harder!
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