u/Its-Tobalina-Time

Hi there,

I’m a month away from potentially being homeless, have been let down, ignored or lied to by numerous would-be landlords…the current place is owned by holier-than-thou morons with two poorly behaved kids…I’m struggling with work…can’t deal with people.

I’ve had an incredibly low mood for what seems like months (burst into tears twice at work yesterday), my GP surgery is useless and have offered nothing, I’m so anxious it’s a miracle I can sleep, and the state of everything is busting the anti-depressants and meditation to bits.

This morning, had to go into the office last-minute…it took an eternity just to get dressed and pack my things…seeing a poor dead fox in the road while I waited for the bus didn’t bode well, but then I got a call to say my mum had been admitted to hospital (on the other side of the UK, hopefully it’s not too serious) and I’ve just cracked, I guess. All of a sudden, I’m all smiles, full of energy, talking to everyone - I know I shouldn’t be feeling like this, but I’m happy to be lost in this ‘high’ - I’m even making small talk with a colleague that I can’t stand.

I really hate the way things are going, I have no hope left and I’m powering through my work with a big beaming smile on my face. Everything’s falling apart every hour that goes by. I’ve officially lost all hope in humanity and can’t take anymore.

In an ideal world, I would happily put all my belongings into storage and admit myself into hospital…I have no friends, my daughter’s living with her evil mother, the current landlord probably won’t let me keep my cat…I’ll be dosed up to the eyeballs, zombified, free of caring, it’ll be bliss.

Fuck it.