So lately this is what has been. Crap. Total and living crap. Like anything and everything might just go stumbling under my feet and got no grip at all. And I've reached the point in which I actually wouldn't give a flying fuck. I can't care anymore. My only wish is to curl myself into a tiny ball and hide in whatever corner I first hit to sleep, period.
So whatever, another night, another day I'll just have to go through, with no help because were too busy to go to any appointments doctor tried to make. Another house moving. Starting all over again, whatever, it'll always be the same anyway.
I'm just completely spent. Got no more will nor strengh to keep it going. Besides, got no squishies.