Honey, I'm more broken than Humpty-dumpty post gravity, nuttier that squirrel shit after Walnut Fest, and only better than I was yesterday and still don't deserve better than you on haldol on my best day of my best self.
I can't fix you because I am not medically qualified nor mentally sound enough to navigate your shitstorm without sinking into your sea of madness.
I'd tell you that you should be the one to have a mental health evaluation, but I'm sure your last 5150 was recent enough to not be over.