An Attempt failed and fires were lit.

I do want to change but it's still a little hard too. 

My mom wants to help me get on disability. It's A LOT.

I keep trying to handle things but I obviously haven't been. 

I give up my pride. I keep hurting people by TRYING. But I just keep ending up homeless or in psych.

I know how they can see me when I'm actually there.

It's shameful for me but I do know they look at me with love.

I'm thankful.

(Thoughts from being fired from wally a couple weeks ago)