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Member Since May 2021
Location: Bristol
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Aug 06, 2021 at 05:49 AM
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My brother and I had a huge fight yesterday. I basically caught him talking bad about my diagnosis (Situational Depression) with my sister. I didn't mean to invade his privacy, but he had left his IG account on my phone and I saw them talk literal sh** about me and my condition... live.
Yesterday was my first panic attack in my entire life–my doctor had prescribed me so many anti-anxiety pills and medicine and yesterday was the first time i actually took them. I'm nowhere near confrontational, but I confronted my brother about it and he stood by his opinion of me and my condition. Now, I can't handle living under the same roof as him. I'm planning on moving out, but the only problem is I have a lot of pets, which is making my apartment/condo searching a lot more difficult. I'm so lost, why is it when you think things start to get better, life just slaps you in the face? 
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