Ever feel like you need a cloning device?
Like there is too much shit to do, and not enough time to do it?
Well I'm there.
My Lawyer wants me to do shit.
Because a Judge wants her to have me do shit.
Because my sanity is clearly shit.
I need medication. Going through manic ups and downs. Currently down. Figuring out how to shit gold bricks seems like the world's prescription for my problems.
I can't take it anymore. I feel like I am so close to figuring out a solution to my money woes. I just need help, and I have no idea where to turn. The knowledge I need is in no way rare, or even hard to find. It's finding someone whose not trying to get fucked up all the time and is willing to help, that's the problem.
I am on the brink of despair. Hope is infinite but I feel like it's so close to running dry. I could really use a kiss, a hug, and the words "you are loved" whispered in my ear, right now.
Sorry to be so depressing. But no one knows everything. I want to share the secrets and shadows locked in my mind, but I lack time, trust, and anyone who'd really give a damn.
If you see God, tell her I could use some help.