This would be me stifling screams of frustration. As usual, really. The frustration never ends.

Sickness. Medical doctors who smile and make polite awkward conversation as they do unpleasant things to you. Two last week. Looking like two this week. And my money trickles out, and none's coming in to replace it. Eye socket's infected somehow is today's new crisis.

Again it feels like there's no help or hope for anything. I know it's irrational. My parents helped pay off the rest of the medical bills from cancer last year.

I need to start taking my meds again. I need to do a lot of things. I dunno how or where to keep myself motivated without annoying the crap out of people, so I'm updating over here instead.