I'm finally home recovering after a month in the hospital. When I was in the hospital I was kept properly medicated, but now I'm back to my old regimen of meds. I require home health now and I'm about to really lose it. 

Every day there are strangers invading my space. I know I need them for physical reasons but mentally I'm exhausted. I hate being around people. You might think home health could have the same people come every time but noooo!  It has to be a different person every time. 

I live in a small apartment and I really do not like these people in my space. It's like they are poisoning the air. My place is no longer my safe place anymore. I can't look anywhere without the memory of all these different people here. 
 
I want to crawl in bad and never come out. It feels like all the strides I had made are gone forever.

How am I supposed to survive the next couple of months without suicide?  It's already on my mind.