Dear God, I don’t know what to do anymore. Me and ### spoke this morning and I asked him outright about me and him, and I just got the same answer: we’re okay, but I could sense a gap. And yeah, call me an overthinker, but ### is never happy anymore, and everything is sad and grumpy. Heavenly...
It's unfair that I still have to live in the Hospital called ###. My psychiatrist always gives me the same answer when I ask him about living on my own or any question and it's bringing me down and a church that lived close by the people visited the hospital and I went and asked can they pray...