what year is this?

I have HyperPots and MCAS I got from Covid, and my partner broke up with me and I lost what little support systems I had. I have no way to make money for food or to afford medications. In 5 days my friend is kicking me out of their place and I’ll be on the streets. I’ll never be able to get out of this massive flare I’m in because I can’t possibly limit the stress in my life enough to do so. I can’t eat. I can’t sleep. When I do sleep I get horrible horrible nightmares. I can’t even walk to the store to get food. I’m on my own with this and have no support systems with this. I definitely cannot survive with this on the streets. After tomorrow I won’t be around anymore. I have no other options.

It’s really really fucking funny that you are told your whole life to reach out to people when you are suicidal or have a plan. And then you do and you are treated like a fucking freak, a burden, and an inconvenience. I swear to god this fall im gone.

I completely lost the ability to connect to others years ago, and now I’m disabled and can’t really leave the house. I swear some of us just genuinely aren’t meant to fucking make it. I can’t live like this at all anymore.