So I'm getting kicked out by my roommates. It's over something stupid and I don't feel like going into it. This is the third time this year I'm getting kicked out of somewhere. I'm dead broke and have nowhere to go. I know now that I have no friends irl and that no one really cares about me. The only person that really cared about me and loved me was my mom and she's dead. I'm just worthless garbage that screws everything up.
I was getting things together, too. I was going to start this employment program this week. But it doesn't matter now. I think I'm cursed. I had goals and plans. I had hopes and dreams. None of that is going to come true, no matter how hard I try. I'm scared to die and I love my dog, but I don't see a solution to this. It's either die or be out on the street in the cold, with no money or anything.
I was getting things together, too. I was going to start this employment program this week. But it doesn't matter now. I think I'm cursed. I had goals and plans. I had hopes and dreams. None of that is going to come true, no matter how hard I try. I'm scared to die and I love my dog, but I don't see a solution to this. It's either die or be out on the street in the cold, with no money or anything.