very sad.... I remember when I first got sick, and my flatmates threw me out in the snow of December because I was not very sociable (!) and I had 40.2 degrees fever and no medicine and one of them, the girl, refused to go out to buy some and I spent the night drinking half liter glasses of water and hoping to survive, and feeling so alone.
This evening I saw the guy who is renting me the room with Airbnb, and probably he is hating me already because I am one day on two in the room and don't go out, and I know that he cannot throw me out (although he will write some bad review) but I am so afraid anyway.
Sometimes I am not sure the world is such a good place.