Hospital loaded me up in an ambulance and took me home. Told me a community social worker would be by an work things out for me. Feeling very depressed and unwanted and uncared for. Helpless, scared, unworthy. I hate myself. I don't want to face anymore.
Hello, group...I'm 59 years young & newly diagnosed BP, after decades of what every Dr. I saw thought was "merely" major depressive disorder, anxiety & ADHD. The depression & anxiety, treated with every antidepressant known to man, would wax and wane (sometimes to extremes) - but I was always, always, always incredibly irritable.On top of a pretty hefty crisis with one of my teenage children...