I apologise if this post is in the wrong place, but there are so many issues i want to explain i thought i better just put it here.

After five years of knowing i have do have a problem with life in general, my new doctor has decided to do something about it.

Although he says that i must help myself else it just won't work, he's prescribed me medication (effexor) and is arranging for me to see a psychiatrist.

I know i've done this before, and i thought my counsellor and psychologist weren't so good, but this time i really need to get better because everyone i've used in the past to fall back on have had enough, it seems i've burned my bridges.

I posted months ago about living with my mother again, and how i thought this may make me better- being with her, but she is leaving again and wants me to stay here with my new boyfriend (who is absolutely lovely to me, i'm just scared of spoiling things) but i really am terribly scared of being left here in this horrid town with no one but a new lover.

I am only 18, and this will be the second boy i've been to live with. He is 28 and has two children.

Employment is scarce here and i think it unfair for me to just move in with him, with nothing to offer except dole payments -which is almost nothing a fortnight.I could get work if i really wanted to, and if i do stay then i suppose that's what i'll have to do- become a cleaner or a waitress again or something. But my attidtude doesn't count for that, and everything seems a waste of time. I just don't know...

BUT- what this post is about, is that i am feeling almost positive that finally a doctor has decided to give me a push in the right direction, and maybe i'll be helped afterall, and everything will turn out wonderful.

Am i being too optimistic too soon?

Again, i apologise if this post is in the wrong place.