Death is the only thing I could think of.
I've been seriously depressed, suicidal to the point of overdosing, and diagnosed bipolar, ontop of that I'm currently disabled with use of only one arm and I am doing everything to keep DD with me. I have reached out to every organisation there is and am getting support for both of us, I have my mum who comes and helps around the house and DP who also does what he can. I'm involved with DOCS but in a good way and I will never resort to giving up my precious DD to better myself, she is my strength and without her by my side I'd lose my fight, so we do it together.
I am her mother, I brought her into this world and she will never be pushed aside for my own needs, whatever they may be, instead I use her as my reminder of why I MUST continue to fight this terribly hard fight I have been through this year.
The most I will accept is someone taking her overnight or my mum taking her to the library each week as a form of assistance. Other than that, no one will separate us!