It's all lies...

Saturday 6 October 2012

Sick sick sick...

...in the head, physically, emotionally, mentally.

I couldn't get my meds because I'm broke and I lost my drug card somehow?? I need money to get meds so desperately, but we re broke. Right now, 70 quid might as well be 70 000 =(

I hate money.

I broke down today, because I can't handle my addiction, the way it makes me think, feel and want. The lack of meds probably brought this on, or at least amplified it, that plus PMSing for like over a week! I Began PMSing on time, but I am a week late for my period (no, I can't possibly be pregnant guys ;).

I just cried and cried until I couldn't cry anymore. My partner held me for a bit, then had to go to bed, I wish she'd just dragged me along with her and held me some more. Instead, I lay on the futon, in the living room and cried myself to sleep. I woke up just now, having not taken my other meds, well done me, and still very upset, but calmed down a little.

I wish my family were the kind that I could ask for financial help. Those that I could, my mum, dad etc, would, but don't have it... my brothers wouldn't, but they have it.. but then, that's my own fault =(

I'm a fool.