My sister has been returned to us and there is a possibility of a house for us, but we are still facing difficulties that may hold is back from even getting to our new house, if and when we get to it. Money once again evades us, friends are few and far between and once again, there isn't a single person willing to actually help us. And even if someone DOES step up to help us, either they don't do enough, they don't have any luck or what they do for us isn't helpful at all. I'm not exactly expecting someone to cough up their whole wallet for us or do wait on us hand and foot, but we are in a real, serious situation that will have a dire effect on us if nothing pulls through. I don't want to see us sleep in the car or in the woods again. Those were faithless times and if we end up in that position again my psyche may get damaged beyond repair or recovery, and I may find myself sitting on the rail of a bridge with my legs hanging over the wall. And I wouldn't allow a CIT officer to pull me back this time... I would just spread eagle over the side without thinking twice.
This amount of uncertainty is driving me Chesshire Cat Mad and I don't know whether to light candles and rub a bowl of water to see what comes next.
All of us are scared, angry, anxious, snapping at each other, and I just came out of a deathly serious panicking spell where I was panicking so badly I couldn't even move; I just sat there on the bed with my mouth open, throat closing, vision blurry and warping around and changing colors, and when I finally snapped out of it I found myself writing random numbers on a sheet of grid paper and trying to copy then on my phone with random symbols.
I haven't had a panic attack that bad since Maddog and I went to get my check recovered, where in the cubicle office I was sitting in, he just told the woman everything that he and my mother were dealing with at once in front of me. I woke up in the car with a BP cuff on my arm. The whole purpose of that was to prove to get I really was Autistic, because she didn't believe him. He's pretty clever with things like that.
TL;DR: SOMEBODY HELP ME WE'RE GOING UNDER AND IM LOSING MY MIND WITH ANXIETY
This amount of uncertainty is driving me Chesshire Cat Mad and I don't know whether to light candles and rub a bowl of water to see what comes next.
All of us are scared, angry, anxious, snapping at each other, and I just came out of a deathly serious panicking spell where I was panicking so badly I couldn't even move; I just sat there on the bed with my mouth open, throat closing, vision blurry and warping around and changing colors, and when I finally snapped out of it I found myself writing random numbers on a sheet of grid paper and trying to copy then on my phone with random symbols.
I haven't had a panic attack that bad since Maddog and I went to get my check recovered, where in the cubicle office I was sitting in, he just told the woman everything that he and my mother were dealing with at once in front of me. I woke up in the car with a BP cuff on my arm. The whole purpose of that was to prove to get I really was Autistic, because she didn't believe him. He's pretty clever with things like that.
TL;DR: SOMEBODY HELP ME WE'RE GOING UNDER AND IM LOSING MY MIND WITH ANXIETY