My mood swings are getting worse all over again. I don't know what the point is anymore. I can't even live alone anymore. I think about how I failed financially in so many ways.
This illness has screwed me out of so many things, although I try. I don't want to look in the mirror either. Friends have moved on and are living their lives. I'm happy for them, but I feel so stuck. I don't have a family of my own or feel capable of being in a relationship. I don't even nowhere to start anymore. Sorry, I guess I just needed to vent.