I'm not really in a position to talk, I don't think, but a couple of things warrant responses, if it helps. I live with my parents (I'm 26), in a place where I have no friends and no job. I often wonder if I'm a failure, or worse, if I'm somehow a disappointment to those who care about me. Logically, I know I'm not a "failure", but that doesn't really help when trying to sleep, or just get through the day. The other thing is that being in assisted living, or in my case, being taken care of by family, has a pretty heavy stigma; you're never going to get better without taking responsibility for yourself. As much as I actually believe that that's true - that taking care of yourself and proving the promise of your own potential is either a cause or effect of good self-image - it's still a difficult thing to just wake up and accept, especially for those of us who are sick.

I'm assuming here that this assisted living isn't for suicide watch, and is just a way to get through the reality of life, and commend you for recognizing your own symptoms and having a plan to move forward. Best of luck to you.