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Hello. I suppose I should begin by telling you a bit about myself. My name is Frankie. I'm 18. I live in Minnesota. I'm a trans* male, and I consider myself demipansexual. I've been diagnosed with Major Depression with psychotic features, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Social Phobia, Insomnia, PTSD, OCD, ADHD, ADD, Anorexia Nervosa, Borderline Personality Disorder, Gender Identity Disorder, and Schizoid Personality Disorder. I was also diagnosed with Crohn's Disease, and I've tried to commit suicide once. I've been dealing with depression, ADD, ADHD, OCD, and anxiety since I was little. I was bullied a lot as a kid, and I quickly became depressed, and suicidal as time went on. The bullying also contributed to my feelings of anxiety, which materialized into me avoiding most forms of social contact. I started cutting when I was 13, and tried to commit suicide when I was 15. I tried to bleed out, as well as overdose on ibuprofen. I was unsuccessful, because I only cut my legs at the time, and I didn't take enough pills to knock me out, only enough to make me sick. No one noticed, so I didn't tell anyone and I didn't have to go to the hospital. Going back a little bit, when I was 14, I was hit by a car on my bike, and now I have a phobia of driving, and I'm still trying to get over my PTSD. This is also when the psychotic features of my depression came to light. They got progressively worse over the years, and when I was 16, they sent me to the hospital for fear of another suicide attempt. From there, I went on to the Partial Program at the hospital, and then on to DBT, which I graduated from after 7 months. By that time, I was nearing the end of my senior year in high school. I graduated a little over 3 months later, and then I went back to the hospital for a stomachache I had had since March. They diagnosed me with Crohn's Disease 2 months later. Then, I moved and started my first semester of college. In October, I had to go back to the hospital for my depression. I didn't attempt suicide, but I was dangerously close to doing so. I was hospitalized in the adult ward for a week, and then I went back to school after dropping 3 classes. I quickly learned that I was still suicidal, and that I needed help. So, I withdrew from school, and now I'm seeing a therapist, psychiatrist, and I plan on going back to DBT soon. If you've read all of this, I congratulate you. I've got a pretty long and boring history of mental problems. I suppose I should head off to bed, now. It's pretty late. I wish you all a good and safe night.

Hey guys! My name is Harlo and I'm searching for serious advice. I'm 20 years old and suffer from..well..everything. Severe panic disorder, anxiety, depression, agoraphobia, social phobia, fears, intrusive thoughts, OCD, and probably much much more. I have been dealing with this for almost 5 years now and for the past 2 months now, I have been at my worst. I had such a horrible childhood. Both of my parents were and are alcoholics, my brother was and is a drug addict. I've always been the only sane one in the family.. no addictions and had full control of my life. I think that's what made me INsane ha. I found my brother overdosed on heroine 4 years ago which was my breaking point. He survived..thankfully. but it was devastating at 16 years old. Growing up and still to this day I constantly hear fighting and yelling and screaming between my mother, father, and brother. My parents just recently filed for divorced a year ago. I now live with my mother and brother. My father lives at my old house. Anyway, when I started getting panic attacks I was a senior in high school. I had to drop out of cheerleading, dance, and every other activity. I couldn't got to school. I've been through it all.. hospitals, inpatient hospitals, western psychiatric partial hospitalization, therapists, psychiatrists, medication, group therapy, etc. I lost everything.. fortunately I was able to graduate. For college, I have to do online because I can't actually go to college. I can't work. I basically cant function. I can't sleep at night and I basically sleep my days away. It's like is rather sleep than feel all of these feelings. I'm scared of everything. I'm scared of my panic attacks, going far, going anywhere actually, being alone, all of my symptoms, my thoughts, everything. My mother and father were there through it all (surprisingly) so therefore, I can't be without one or the other. I'm 20 years old and I'm like a 2 year old baby. They literally have to babysit me. It's pathetic. I don't know what to do anymore.. I don't know who to turn to for help. Look, the thing is.. I'm sooo dependant on my family...like I'd literally go crazy if i didn't have them around.. they're all I got. But.. at the same time.. they're making it worse by the stress they put on me with everything. What do I do? Where do i even start? I'm lost. Nothing is helping... Can someone please try to help me figure something out...