My 14 year old sister attempted suicide.
My 21 year old sister, who was away doing volunteer work, had some sort of a breakdown and came home.
Then there's me. Suicide attempt a couple of weeks ago. Overdosing on antihistamines pretty much daily.
My mother keeps asking me what she did wrong, to cause all 3 of her children to be messed up. She doesn't really want an answer though, she just wants me to tell her that it's not her fault. Which I do. And it's true - she's not the perfect mother, but there are a lot more factors in this than just her. I just wish she'd find somebody else to reassure her, because I'm tired of it.
I practically had a breakdown in front of my psychiatrist on Monday. All she did was ask how I am, and I burst into tears. She was so nice though. It hurts so much to think that she's leaving soon.
I get to appeal being sectioned today. In less than 2 hours actually. I'm anxious. Waiting for antihistamines to make me numb. I have no idea what the outcome is going to be.