Literally within a week of finally getting back on the only antidepressants that work for me and finally getting meds for anxiety, I find out I'm probably going to be kicked off my insurance. Literally within the same week.
This always happens. Even the slightest change at things possibly getting better just gets crushed into the ground every single time. Literally the only thing keeping me from killing myself this past month was knowing I had an appt to get meds prescribed coming up, and that maybe once I got on some decent meds, and maybe some therapy, things might be better. That maybe I'd be able to go back to college or hold down a job,have even a slight shot at having a place in the future. But of course not, cause I get nothing, as usual.
And of course the 1st thing I do is melodramatically whine about it on the internet. How pathetic.