After my breakdown on Monday. First time going to the hospital for BPD. If i wouldn't of gone I know I would be dead by now. Saw my psychiatrist on Wed. Doubled my dose of seroquel . I don't like how that dosage makes me feel but he insisted that those feelings were temp. Still not sleeping or eating well. My mind will not shut off. Still don't want to be here anymore. This illness has taken it's toll on me. I don't know how long I'll be on FML. Life sucks. Just when I was hoping that things were looking up. The disease over takes my life once again