I am sorry if I no longer reply from now. I am on a truckload of meds to prevent suicide. Got an appointment with psychiatrist this coming week. Kinda not showered in a week not wanting to wake up. Lost faith in the off chance of a fair reality. It's very hard typing all I am here for is a family that totally neglects. These pills numb the overwhelming waves of depression but brain damage at the cost of less suffering. Please don't pity me. This life is my purgatory.
