It’s kinda sad I had to learn this about a year ago. Working in homeless services means we had to learn fast to protect vulnerable people who are seen as easy targets.

I’m okay, things are safe. Just… unsettling.

The sheets in the dryer are still wet after sitting in there fora day

I’m going to cry now

Have nowhere to put my sheets because my bedroom is an overflowing broom closet full of dirty clothes that I can’t clean because… everything else

I screamed, I think the neighbor kids heard me swear. I feel terrible, I’m a mess and falling apart. I think I need serious help. I’m overwhelmed, tired.

I think this’ll be a more wide-encompassing goal that covers other stuff too: change my living situation to be more comfortable, manage my stress and quit leaning on cannabis as an everyday escape