For the past six months or so I have been pretty isolated. I have basically lost my friends, my family, and the entire Mental Health system in my area. The only real human contact I have is with my kids. One is out of state, and the other I hardly see at all, and lately when we do we just argue. DS is pretty much my entire support system, which is pretty pathetic, but it's true. I have no one. I am supposed to be out of my place in five days and still haven't found another yet. Won't have anyone to help me move when I do, so it's not like I can take much. That's okay. The way things are looking I will be hauling it off in a shopping cart anyway, won't have to worrie about rent then, just sleep in the park. I'm being sarcastic, but the scary thing is that it wouldn't surprise me if I did end up on the streets or dead. I doubt I would die. That would be a bit too easy. besides I would have been gone a long time ago. I have been crying for hours and now I'm just in this really weird dumb place. I feel like it's all going to come crashing down, but I can't do a whole lot about it, and the only ones who can hear me yell for help are you fine people who can't do anything either. But at least your here.
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