My depression is so bad today. after I left and freaked out after my first relapse, I moved in with my mom and nothing has been the same. I don’t have any of my old friends. I barely even talk to my family and since I can’t work, I don’t have any income, so I can’t really do anything for myself. I’m just isolated at the house all day. I left a daughter in a fiancé behind, everything‘s semi OK but it’s thinking about that moment that really eat me up inside and it has been for the past two years and it’s getting harder to handle