I’m angry. I’m sad. I’m confused. And I’m exhausted. I don’t know how much more of this I can take. I’m a ticking time bomb. It’s not a matter of “if” it’s a “when” at this point. I can feel myself slipping into another breakdown. And I don’t know what to do. I think for now I’m just going to cry in my car. I wish I had a support system but no one understands. They always just tell me to s*** it up. As if that’s not what I’ve been trying do. I f****** hate my genetics…