1/7/2022

It's almost been a year since she left. I've gotten my own place. I'm working full time. On paper I'm doing the best I've ever done in my life after years of struggling with homelessness and heroin, but. I'm so fucking miserable. Every time we make some progress with COVID restrictions everything ends up getting cancelled again. I just lost all my night shifts at work for the month and I don't know how I'll make ends meet. I'm so sorry for posting this here. I just don't know where else I could say this.