Good thing nobody reads this shit.
(and my lack of tags… ha!)
I never thought I’d reach that point again, at least not anytime soon.
So, recently, I lost my financial support (1h ago, actually)… and given everything that happened in the last few days, that threw me off balance enough to… consider… things I thought I had worked myself out of, since I started therapy.
But I’ considering simple final solutions again, and I surely won’t do that to do some kind of “cry for help” thing. Nobody will know.
Everyone will have thought “but things were looking so much to be on the up & up” blah blah blah…
Fuck you, life. I’ll figure something out in the next few weeks.
I’m done with “sure, it’ll all work out to a life worth living for”… who am I kidding.
I left who I love because I can’t get a grip on my life, left all other responsibilities behind and now what I wanted to focus on gets fucked.