When will it end?

 I just want this to end. The constant voices in my head. The depression. The new physical symptoms that seem to appear out of nowhere. The constant need to know every tiny detail. The way that every time I find out the details that I ask for the way it makes me feel for the next 2 days.  I'm tired of feeling weak.

I'm on vacation this week and I'm still not sleeping good. It's been 2 months since I found out. On my first day of vacation being home alone while Summer was at work, I was in bed until 930 in morning.  I didn't sleep the whole time though.  I just laid there not wanting to get out of bed.

I just want this to end.