Bpd, cptsd, paranoia and 6 years unemployed also 0 friends. I feel like I’m a grenade ready to explode.

I feel like I’m going to explode any minute, life didn’t just kick me down, its dragged me through the mud, threw me over a canyon, brought me back to life only to smack me upside the head with a baseball bat and light me on fire while I’m still conscious. I cannot take this existence anymore and might put myself into a psych ward.