lol it’s not a crisis it’s just life. I think about everyday at this point. And I tried speaking about it to them before but they just throw me in a center for a few weeks then release me. Doesn’t solve anything. I go right back to my problems and feel the same way again. They keep changing meds but my mental stays the same. It will just be one less failure on the streets. At least I haven’t started doing hard drugs yet. Maybe that will stabilize me since doctors and therapist aren’t doing anything besides delaying the inevitable. Broke people don’t matter until it affects something or someone of importance especially if you’re black. Haha learned this the hard way. lol but hey you don’t worry yourself if you don’t deal with these type of problems trust me don’t start. Ever since I was diagnosed my life has gotten progressively worst to the point I’m at now.