I am in crisis. All I want to do is DIE

I have woken up to NO WATER. But being brand new to the RV life I have no idea how to fix it. So I am sat here - crying - as I hate where I am. This RV still smells horrible and I can't stay here. So I gave Brian all of his stuff back and i plan on walking away. But I can't find affordable housing. Story of my life,.... noone wants me,... and I can't find a place i can afford.

So I think I am going to pack a bag and get myself over to the mainland and find a cheap hotel there and find fentanyl and die.