Monday night

Good evening,
well I just didn't know what to do today, couldn't go to therapy.
I got the bus to town and went and wailed miserably at the welfare and outreach about being LONELY AND MISERABLE.
So they patted me on the head and fed me coffee and talked to me and did me a little food parecel with lots of sweets.
Then I came home and felt miserable here, tired and fell asleep for three hours, what is wrong with me?
Nothing to do.

Tomorrow may be better when I see my friends, but I have a long time of no money and nothing to live for, can't afford therapy for the forseeable future, which is awful as I need to attend every week, and can't afford physio or swimming, so I will continue to be in pain and struggling to walk as well.