[nothereanymore]

"I know you've always been afraid of ending up alone. Somebody hurt you, now you're waiting on a dial tone."
Really tired of this. No money + no car = no friends, apparently, and wow, does that fucking hurt. To make it worse, all the news and media I've looked at today has me upset and I don't want to leave my bed. Regression. I mean, I AM leaving my bed to go help somebody, whom I really like, but right now I feel like absolute shit.

I was traumatized by my near-death. Does it make me sound like a drama queen or attention whore to say this, that, and the other thing traumatized me? It's the truth, I'm sure. No one's denied that I have (minor) PTSD. Still. Can't help but wonder how acknowledging what's wrong with me leads other people to think of me. I'm not trying to be a victim. I'm trying to put everything out on the table to address it and get help for it.

tl;dr I'm just sick of this shit.