Couldn't deal with everything alone - so I got antidepressants. They didn't help enough - started seeing a psychologist. Great guy - great help. Not enough - going to psychiatrist to adjust/change medications.
This is all more than I can deal with. Sometimes - too often - I feel like I want it to be over. That isn't possible at this point in time. God frowns on suicide and my kid would be hurt beyond belief. I love him too much to be stupid. But the pain is worse almost everyday. I think it is truly a lie to say that it gets better. Yes Lori, I know - eventually. I may not survive to eventually.