Well....its finally happened, I'm officially broken....
Today goes down as the third worst day of my life, right next to the day my ex left me, and the day I said good bye to my daughter.
My mothers flown off the handle, I made a mistake, and meant no harm in it, and my mom is acting like I committed murder, she said if I fuck up again she's throwing us out. I don't know how much more I can stand....my stomachs in knots, I the only reason I've stopped crying is because I can no longer feel. The only thing that stands between me and the end of my rifle is my mate and what few friends I have, and honestly I'm starting to wonder if most people would be better off if I didn't exist. My hearts shattered, and I'm barely holding myself together. I'm going to keep moving forward but only because I have too. I need work, I need to get through. I hope this is the end of the bad things to come.
I wish I could afford professional help, but I can't. I feel my little side dying too. Its like....I want to be cubby so I can relax, but I feel ashamed that that's my solution. I mean......I don't know anymore I just I don't know..... This world is hell bent on taking everything from me