I've been rotting in my house for so long, all hope has been lost, drinking to cope. I keep pacing around my house all day, suffering from panic/ anxiety attacks, writhing in pain in my bed. I've tried things like working out or cleaning the house, but to no avail. What did i do to deserve this, what did we ALL do to deserve this. Life wasn't meant to be lived this way, i'm so alone and cant reach out for help, because my family is dead to me. How can i possibly cope?
