This is a long story, but I will try to make it short. As a child, I was raped by my Father and I never delt with it properly. I was very smart in school so I went off to University at the age of 15. There I met a professor who cared about me and was like a real Father figure to me. We engaged in unsafe sex, I was a virgin, and I contracted HIV 20 years ago. Back in those days they told you to go home and die, but I decided to take a job in Utah working for NASA. During that time, I had mental evaluation after evaluation and eventually checked MYSELF into an in-patient facility. After hearing my story, the doctor that I had OCD and released me. I then went on to work for the Boeing Company, Northrop Grumman, and NASA again as a program manager. About three years my "secrets" took their toll and I asked for medication. My doctor now has me on Xanax twice a day, Diovan once a day, Metoprolol XR once a day, Ambien CR 12.5 MG which does not work, Acipex for gastric problems caused by the meds, Oxcarbazepine 150 MG three times a day, Seroquel 25 MG for sleep, Trileptal150 MG three times a day, Ammitriptyline three at night to help me sleep and Cymbalta for depression. I am from Georgia and I am a Christian, but I am thinking of ending my life. I owned a software company in San Diego and would fly 120 flights per year. I don't know if the medicine contributed, but I passed out behind the wheel of my car coming home from the airport and my car hit a brick wall and burst into flames. A nice man just happened to pull me from the car before it exploded. There was nothing left. I broke both hips and both knees and I am in constant pain. Because I am HIV+, the doctors will not do surgery. I live in pain everyday and I based my life on my work. I feel so useless now and all the people who were around me have scattered. I am useless to them now since I had to leave my position. I am anxious all the time and depressed and I need someone to help me me get through this. After the first wreck, I was told that I could drive. I purchased a new Lincoln Navi and I had yet another seizure and destroyed a light post, snapped a telephone pole in half and flipped twice landing on the roof of the car. I am so scared, I can't even leave my home. I was always the life of the party and I don't know where to start. When you say "gay" at any doctor's office.....they charge my insurance and cancel my treatment. My insurance has canceled me because it was a "pre-existing" condition so now I have Medicare A,B, and D but I am at the end of my rope. I see my father each day and he is so loved in the community. I also see my sister who participated and my Mom who doesn't believe me. Can anyone help me. My anti-anxiety drugs are not working and I sleep about two hours per night. My mind won't turn off. HELP ME?