When I was 18, my parents kicked me out of the house. In that same year, I moved out of my brother's into my friends place. I started smoking pot, mostly because my family never took me to the hospital to be diagnosed with anything. I have severe bipolar depression, anxiety, DID, the works. Smoking has been helping. But my family hates my medicine and has turned my life upside down due to it. I've tried so hard throughout the 11 years I lived with them (I'm adopted) to please them and do everything in my power to be the pretty perfect princess they'd always wanted. And nothing I did, or do, seems to work. I have visions frequently, and the other night I had a vision of how I died. I'm close to just giving up and giving in.

Don't give up! Even if it's not your family , there will always be someone to care about you! Maybe yours visions are only dreams? (I hope so) Try care less about your family if they kicked you out like that they must not be worth of care. If I were you, I would walk forward with no regrets.Live your life like you want without a care about them.(Sorry if this text is messy , english is not my native language)

Please don't give up! there are so much people in the world that still worth for you, caring for you. Please don't ever lose hope.
Keep going forward, put your past in your back. There is so much more better things in the future, than the better things in the past