I'm glad it's the weekend. So I don't have to deal with reality for at least two days. Tried visiting mom. We fought. The group home lady put me on the urgent list for getting an independant living support person. It's been a few weeks and no one has called me back. Someone from mental health then called to disguss what my options for people to help me would be. I find working with these people weird.
I feel sick tonight.
I'm broke and dying.
No I still haven't called a social worker.
It's hard to be motivated. I just want to make a quick break from this town and get in with someone who understands my weird problems. Because the professionals I've talked to don't seem to know how. Can't run to love anymore the way things are going.
Freinds are the only way for me to make progress but there is to be no complaining about dying.
I've read all the emotions one goes through when they are dying and it was like pretty much reading about what im feeling right now.
There are some weird things too I'm scared of. That have me pretty messed up.
I don't know how to tell people online. I guess talking to freinds would help.
But I know now they can't magically cure me.