I live with a roommate and she isn't exactly the nicest person. She doesn't believe in mental illness, but she'll tell you she has depression. She got into it with me a couple months ago and made fun of me for self harming and my suicidal thoughts. Telling me to just go a head and kill myself.
I have PTSD from childhood abuse, so that aggravated it. And made my flashbacks and things bother me more than they used to. I had slightly healed from them, but now it's back near full force.
I am literally scared to death of doing something wrong and her screaming at me again. I clean up after her and her friends so she won't. I walk on eggshells. I have severe panic attacks on a regular basis and I'm back to self harming.
I don't have any family. My dad died in August which is why I'm living with her. My mother is a drug addict. And I have no siblings.