Yes, I'm whining yet again.  There's too much shit going on.  I'd make these entries private, but it would do me no good.  I need to at least feel like I'm telling someone.  Most of the time, this is as close as I can get to talking to anyone since I don't have many people I can turn to anymore.  It makes me feel just a tiny bit less alone in all ( Read more... )

Its falling apart.  I didn't think things could fall apart any more, but I was wrong.

I'm realizing just how fucked up am, how crazy I've become.  I really can't function anymore.  I can't take care of myself, and I can hardly take care of Lucien...the cute fuzzball deserves better.

We're officially broke...there's about $3 in our bank account ( Read more... )