Incase you haven't read my other posts, I'm going through a med change that is not getting better, I'm severely mixed and agitated.

My bf lives with me and that is great. But his 6 year old and 9 year old are here 3 days of the week. I've been in my room because I can't even fake a smile. I can't make dinner. My hugs are half assed. And these kids are disrespectful to my home and neighbors (condo with shared walls) by screaming, slamming doors and crying because they can't play playstation. I can't take it. I've went on a few walks and its hot as **** out.

Well I'm not too proud of what I just did but I flipped. My bf is trying to vacuum the house and his 9 year old is throwing a tantrum because he can't hear his friends on PS4 chat. He AGAIN slammed his bedroom door when my neighbor downstairs can hear all of this going on. And last night he trapped my cat under the bed and throwing stuff at her until she was hissing with fear. My cat has NEVER hissed before! Well after the 4737th door slammed I lost it. I ran out of my bedroom of hell and said "you will not disrespect my house by ruining it and terrorizing my animals!" I looked at my bf and said "all of you leave now. Go to your mothers. I'm not well and I can't take another moment!" And... I flipped a chair down.

Yea, I over reacted but my MI has made me a monster right now. At this moment I cannot deal with all this chaos in my home and I feel taken advantage of. I gave these kids their own rooms and provide them with every toy, electronic, gadget to make them welcome. I can't tolerate these actions in my state of mind.

How on earth do you guys co-habitat with family especially kids when you're mixed, depressed, dysphoric? Because right now, I am all of those things and more!

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