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I’m not okay. Ok? I’m not okay. I have too much shit getting thrown at me at once.
My mom’s been dead a year.
It’s Thanksgiving, the start of the HoliDAZE season, but of course, my mom’s dead, my dad’s dead, I have almost no contact with my mother’s side of the family, and my brothers do their own thing for the holidays and always have. So it’s just the 4 of us here in Central PA. Adrift.
I found out that the debt consolidation company I hired to help me get out of debt is a scam that took almost $12K of my money and didn’t use any of it to pay my creditors. I’ve filed a complaint with Bureau of Consumer Protection, but I also need to talk to a lawyer to discuss my options.
All together it’s so much. I’m dealing with so much. I was depressed to begin with, and this has just… I’m so tired. So tired. I’m barely sleeping. I’m sad all the time. I have nothing to give anyone emotionally. I’m just exhausted. And morbid, and just want to walk away from everything.
Our insurance doesn’t cover mental health, so I’m out of luck for any professional help with this. I have to shoulder it on my own. Like I always do.
I just didn’t need the added angst of getting served papers the day before a major holiday.