I live at home, and I love my parents but I’m beginning to spiral. 

After an incident 8 months ago I’ve been profoundly depressed and stressed out, I was renting but moved back home to save money while trying to get myself back in order. 
Especially because my meds stopped working.

I’m an only child and my parents have no friends, so, now that I’m back home all they want to do is constantly talk to me.

I already have poor sleep as it is, but it could be 5am and my dad will shake me awake to talk about a car, or his work day-
Or my mom will come in and talk to me about my finances or why I never talk to her about my mental health. 
One time recently I had been woken up so abruptly I could feel my entire nervous system jolt like I had been struck by lighting.
Even thinking about it makes my entire body randomly hurt.
I never get to be alone anymore, I try to get alone time but I never get it for more than a couple hours at an time.

Bc of the sleep deprivation I hallucinate now, I hear and see things.
I honestly wish somthing would happen to me and it would just all end.
Life’s so stressful and the little things aren’t fun anymore.
I hate myself I hate everything I used to love.
Nothings fun anymore.
What’s the fucking point.