Last Thursday during a period of mania I quit a job of 6 months. Went to the beach and put my ‘hood’ on. As I prepared the tank it occurred to me that I hadn’t removed personal effects from my friends house where I landed in June after leaving the hotel. Didn’t want to burden anyone having to root through my stuff.
Called a crisis line a few hours later ending up volunteering to admit myself for this crisis.
Now several days later, really kick myself for not going through with it. I was in the right frame of mind and more so a valid reason to end life. Can’t get in to follow-up with the Doc til February 6th or whatever.
Now without income, not that unemployment is a stranger, dashed all dreams of gaining suitable living when I have to leave my friend’s place next month. Was looking into buying a very used camper. Well now that just may have to be a tent. Since forced to downsize, may as well be back under the hood.