I constantly fantasize about running away to 'find myself again' since moving back in with my parents a bit over 7 months ago. 

I've been in what I call isolation, from the moment I moved back home to now - in and out of pych wards, supervised at home, had my car keys taken from me and so on. I know its all for my own good, but I've lost my sense of self.

 A lot feels alien to me now and I get emotional very easily. I'm trying to get back to normality now, build a routine,  but everything I do is a constant battle with myself.. WHY DOES EVERYTHING HAVE TO FEEL SO FUCKING HARD TO DO! Fuck mental illnesses.. 