Cut my mother off from my life. My grandmother stole my service dog and i feel defeated, like nothing I do matters or makes any difference at all. I’m sitting here, running through my life and where it all “went wrong” and all I can do is be frustrated. Therapy, Medication, Anxiety and more… I feel.. lost. Idk. Maybe I’m being stupid, maybe I’m the one at fault. Maybe I should just go, drop everything and everyone and go away someplace else or just end things in a more permanent state. Either way I’m 33 in a week, I feel like I’m sinking and nothing I seem to do or say works. It’s not like the system can help either. I don’t make enough money for insurance, I make too much to get on state insurance and everything is so costly that even working 3 jobs is rough. I don’t have any hope left. I wonder how long I’ll last
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