They just won't leave me alone. The stupid "support". The ones that have left me in this frantic state. They caused this current breakdown, or whatever it is that I'm going through. They caused all this and yet they don't even think they've done anything wrong. I've told several different people to tell them the harm it's doing. I've told them to their face many, many times.. In many, many different ways. I've sent email after email telling them that they're making me ill. And yet they keep coming. It's like they won't stop until I'm good and dead. And no I'm not getting paranoid, it's just the frantic state speaking. I really do think I'm going through a breakdown. I can't get a handle on my emotions, it's all messed up. I break down crying about nothing. My head spins, then feel like it's full of cotton wool. Sometimes I can't even figure out the feelings in my head.. cept it's kinda like being sleepy, but it's not. Just earlier, I'd been making dinner and the oven was still on. I found myself staring at it and thinking about opening the door and grasping the metal shelf and not letting go. I just felt like maybe I could deal with the physical pain better, and at least someone would patch me up and make it better. I'm not coping. I don't want to cope. I want someone to look after me, to hold my hand and tell me it's going to be ok. None of these are what will happen but it's what I am needing anyway. I need all this turmoil to go away.