My dad came down for a visit and all he did was criticize my life. It made me feel like such a failure. He was even criticizing my job which I was finally able to do after going through several jobs due to extreme stress/panic attacks/depression. He didn't even say one thing that I did right.

He was complaining about having to clean the house and how I wasn't helping. Well, my medicine makes me tired so I didn't have any energy.

And my sister thinks I can choose to be happy and panic free and doesn't take my illnesses seriously.

I need hugs.