
No one’s been helping me add an antidepressant to my cocktail. Vraylar has changed my life when added to lamictal but I still have depressive episodes that make me call out of work. I can’t afford the loss of work and I fear of losing my job (kinda.) 

The part that’s bothering me the most is that I want to go to respite, but if I do my mom will antagonize me for it. I live with her.

It feels as though no one is taking me seriously over and over and over again, and that only makes me want to kill myself more.