I just moved to a new town with with little to no support structure. My dad lives here but I've only probably seen him a collective month out of my 25 years on this planet and he doesn't seem to grasp what bpd truly entails. Moving here was my mom's idea because I hated it there and had two suicide attempts in the last year there. I got out of the hospital from the last attempt a couple weeks ago and was rushed up about 400 miles away from my home town. I've got too crippling of a fear to meet people so I had no friends in my home town so all I had there was my family and now I'm here where the fear persists but I don't have my understanding family but I have a dad who (and I'm not blaming him for not understanding) doesn't understand. I don't know what to do, I feel like my mom just sent me up here to get rid of me like I'm a burden and she's had enough of the shit I put her through. I have no friends. I have no one.