Leapfrog00
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I find myself drifting away. I have no friends or family. No one cares about me. Every night before I go to sleep, I cry until I fall asleep. Tears soak my shirt and my pillow. I used to work on my novels, but I have no desire to even write anymore. I get tired of worrying all the time. Worrying if I'm going to have another panic attack, or if I'm going to run out of food before I can afford to buy more. Just stupid things really. I used to have a Yorkie, but my narcissistic aunt and her narcissistic cousin took him, so I don't even have my little dog anymore. I have group on Wednesday, but I'm afraid to talk about my problems. I'm embarrassed I'll sound too sad and pathetic. Even if I did talk, it's just once a week. I sometimes wish I could fall asleep and stay asleep. No one cares about me. I'm alone. I feel like this all the time now. I don't know what's wrong with me.