Need emergency shelter

This is my third or fourth post so let me apologize first.

I posted about leaving my son with his dad and was encouraged to do so.

I posted about my daily, severe panic attacks and was also encouraged to leave or go inpatient again (it would be the 4th time this year). I went to the ER last weekend because the thought of spending the weekend with my son spun me into an hours-long panic attack I couldn’t calm down from.

My mental health has been at crisis levels for 7 months, as many of u know. I am suicidal. I cannot continue mothering for one more day. I just took half a Klonopin in an attempt to calm down. It’s my last one. When I start PMSing this month I think it’s likely I will make an attempt on my life.

This is an emergency. I checked the homeless shelters and they are all full. No friends or family can take me in.

Where do I go? It’s absolutely necessary that I leave the home. I can go inpatient. I suppose that’s the only answer. The problem is when I get out, where do I go? How am I supposed to recover while living a very difficult existence in a homeless shelter?

If I would have had any glimmer that having a baby would mean losing my mind and my home I would have never done it.

Please. Please. There’s got to be somewhere that can take me in, and inpatient is not going to do it. I need a permanent place.

I’m severely ill and can’t work. I can’t shower or go to the store. There’s no way I could even get a job in this condition. I don’t qualify for disability because I don’t have the work credits; anyway it’s taking a year to get applications approved.

I can’t take the suffering anymore. I can’t take it. Please god let the Klonopin kick in.

Where do I go? What do I do? I’m gonna have to call the police and go inpatient…but then what? Then what?

I’m gonna be gone for my birthday. My partner doesn’t have to tell my son but he’s gonna know it’s Mother’s Day and I’m gone. Then I’m gonna miss HIS birthday. His 7th birthday. I can’t be a mother. At all. I’m too sick and there’s gotta be an answer for me. If you have an answer, please let me know. Don’t just say, go inpatient. Because I have to have some way to survive after that. How do I survive? I can’t live in the streets, I’m a 38 year old baby.

I’m done crying. I’m done panicking and grieving what I did by bringing a child into the world. I’m ready to let him go. But where do I go? What do I do? Can u imagine how this feels, backed into a corner with no way out? I can’t go on one more day. Please help me.