I have never felt so bad in my life. I had a whole breakdown yesterday, literally scream crying for a while by myself in a cemetery near my house. I walked home and laid in my bed for a few hours, contemplating life before passing out. When I awoke I felt like what had happened was a dream. It just doesn’t feel real. I don’t know how to process it and I hope my new medicine will fix it. It also sucks too cause I feel like my family is treating me like I’m made of glass and I’m crazy.