I do not know how much I can do here or how often. One moment I think I am alright and can do something, the next I am sobbing my eyes out or laying in bed with my head covered. I think I"m doing ok. I think I am able to have a conversation with someone, I feel happy and normal until after I leave it. Then I realize they really don't give a shit about me. I called. I do all the calling and all the visiting. Since I have moved into this little house people don't visit. I feel like they avoid me.
When I try to think about what am I going to do now?.... which everyone keeps asking me....... I don't know what to answer, because when I think about it I can only start from what I have done and where I came from to know where I can go.... but all I can find is some way I'v failed at it......
