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| The stress is literally going to kill me |
I have just spent the past hour a puddle on the floor. I have nothing left. I am not coping because I can't do it anymore because I have nothing left.
I had another bad day. I won't get into it but my heater sprung a leak in my bedroom flooding my brand new carpet with whatever it is coomes out of heaters,... It's been leaking for four days so my carpet is saturated and now ruined. Once it dries out it will be all full of mildew. The day did not progress well after that.
But I know 2 things are true if I am to survive.
I need to get the fuck out of Fergus and this building and Ontario Housing,.....
And if I don't get a doctor I will be dead before my vacation even gets here.
I can't fight anymore. My body has given up,... my soul is broken and all I do is cry now. I have nothing left.
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