
Yeah…I finally had a breakdown in front of my parents one night after years of this, my nephews in the other room, me telling them how I wanted to kill myself. I remember them talking to each other later when they thought no one could hear. They were contemplating whether or not I had underlying issues like bipolar disorder which hurt cause it’s like, you didn’t listen to a word I said when I broke down. Nothing changed except that they came over much less
How alone and helpless I felt was what got to me. Years later, they were proven right cause I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and gad. To this day, I still feel numb when taking are of people. When I worked in group homes, old habits came back and I went back to not eating or sleeping for days