after couch surfing for 2 years, i've run out of people to ask for a place to stay, so it looks like i'm headed to the shelter on Friday.
2 years ago, my girlfriend asked me to move out temporarily to give her space, then she boxed my shit up, stopped returning calls and turned her back.
i begged her to give me some time and explained how hard it would be for me to survive without the friends and family a normal person has.
due to constant drama and bullshit, i just haven't been able to catch my breath and start rebuilding. i've done a terrible job of surrounding myself
with people who will help when the going gets tough.
i have a little bit of money left, no credit, no car, no home, no income, no friends or family to fall back on, persistent anxiety and depression,
huge debt, 3 judgments against me and a sincere coming to terms with impermanence.
according to Fight Club, this is freedom... |