It's just such a lot of shit going on at once.

My mother's on a machine 24 hours. She cannot be without an O2 tank.

Like I told her not to dare return, ever again. She will be abandoned here again.

Her lung is completely taken over. It's not stage 4 but just about.

I've been so ridiculously lonely it's actually driving me insane. Haven't felt depression thoughts in years and here they come again.

I have no friends, no mate, nada nearby. At all. And even if I did, they all got their lives to worry about me.

Same for Telegram and in general. I barely know people. And telly is getting to the point it's just a chore. Because It's a chore to try and talk to people. No one ever does. And when they do it's a moment I do not want or cannot answer. And when I do, no one is around.

I'm actually considering shutting it down. No point when I got no friends anyways.

And to top it all off my dog charlie refuses to get along with my cat. I need to give pudding up because he just sees him as a toy.

Not aggressive, but like, he doesn't respect pudding. At all. Ever.

He has been scratched tons of time and still goes back for more. He is scared and still cannot ignore that stupid hunt instinct of his that makes him chase pudding and pudding is so nervous and terrified that today he puked from stress. That was the last straw that broke me.

I'm just worn thin. Too thin. I'm breaking.