And, yes, while I am perfectly aware that this could be a well-crafted fiction, in the words of Andrea Grimes this morning, "It's better to post it than not, because what if it's real?" --Robert Wilonsky
So I've decided I'm going to kill myself.
Not make a big deal about it, just ... END this.
I am SO freakin tired of being SO DAMNED ALONE...I know I'm useless. I know I'm a pain in the ass. I know I'm nothing but problems. And I'm TIRED of trying and failing at EVERYTHING I do.
If anyone wants some cats, look to the Dallas shelters this coming weekend. I have tried to contact just about every rescue org out there, and no one will take them in. So I've failed them, too. But if I got kicked out of here, they'd be in the same position -- homeless, just like me.