I've been going through treatment for a few years now -- medications, therapy, hospitalization, and whatnot. Things have only gotten worse and I feel like my life isn't mine. I have no interests, I spend my days crying or sitting alone, etc. I feel that even if I did live to get better, I'm not sure I wish to come back to that -- I don't see a future for myself, have no goals, interests, etc. and the pain I'd need to continue enduring to possibly one day get there seems unreasonable. My closest friend is suicidal, and the girl I was dating has left me for another guy. I don't enjoy anything. For whoever is reading this, sorry about my writing -- I'm not doing too great right now and this is difficult for me to formulate.
In summary though, I don't know what to do. I feel like there's no more options left for me. If anyone has advice, I'd love to hear it though.
Recently survived a violent sexual assault by a chropractor which has caused my inherent physical probelms to drastically worsen. I am unable to work, go to school and must walk with a cane and a back brace, stay at home etc. I have no income, insurance and have disabled family members i cannot take care of now. I am in pain all the time and suffering a lot both physicall and mentally. Now my...
I can't but think when I my next anxiety attack will happen. That in turn, makes it worse. I really hate this line of thinking and I don't know why it consumes me sometimes.