More bad news on top of bad news on top of I just need to end my life. The registered letter that I could not retrieve from the post office was just hand delivered by a postal worker to my front door. I knew whatever it was, it was going to upset me. And it did. It was from my lawyer. With a new name,... (have I been fobbed off to someone new now?) To a 'normal' person this letter would not be a big deal. But to me,... I can't do what they need. I need letters from witnesses stating how my life has changed since the accident.
But the raw and ugly truth is I have no friends or family and I don't work so I have no co-workers either. The truth is, I am a recluse that hides away in my unit 24/7. I don't speak to anyone. I am isolated from society.
So I am such a loser I literally do not have one person who can do this for me.
I left him a message saying so.
I have no doctor for medical records and now no family or friends for witness statements.
I AM HATED NOONE will do this for me.
So this case is done. They have nothing to fight with so I lose,...
Just another reason to kill myself
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