As if things weren't bad enough something flew off a truck and shattered my driver's side window on my car on Sunday. It caused me a great deal of stress because I had to drive without a window in the freezing cold(0 degrees Farenheight) to get it fixed. I was quite shaken up but thought that it would pass in a few days, but it hasn't. I think that the stress may have made my condition worse. I'm really shaky. I can barely type. I can barely take care of myself as it is. I'm really scared and don't know what to do. I just know that something is going to come up that I won't be able to handle. I'm afraid to drive, but I have to. I went to the store yesterday and it was very difficult. Life has been so unfair to me. I used to be able to at least go out and do the things that I need to do, but now I'm not sure anymore. I'm scared to leave the house. I'm scared to drive because I'm afraid that I'll get into an accident. I've wanted to be put into a nursing home or mental institution for a long time, but nobody will help me with that. I'm so tired of being scared. I never knew that anyone could suffer this way. All that I can do is sit in my house and suffer. I'm not able to take care of things the way that I used to. I'm so scared that something terrible is going to happen. I would be so much better off dead and I've known this for a long time. I just wish that I could do it. I want death more than I've ever wanted anything. I'm thinking about going back to the hospital, but don't think that it will help. I saw my psychiatrist on Tuesday and she is running out of ideas and told me that it was basically up to me if I wanted to keep seeing her. I'm so screwed. I need help so badly, but nobody's been able to help me.