I apologize for the late response. My life has been a bit hectic. I have been building my own support network in real life, not just online. I now have a therapist, and I'm also seeing my regular psychiatrist again. I ran out of medication and suffered a relapse. That marked the fourth time I was hospitalized. It was only an overnight stay that time because medication was the only real problem, and I was in some level of control over it. I'm doing better, my mother and I are talking because she found out she might be seriously ill. I've made it clear to her that I can't deal with her (no real word for it) and myself too, but that I still and always will love her.