you must be sick of my moaning but life is still hard,you may remember i gave every thing up here for a man in new zealand who promptly changed his mind and then i had to have a second heart operation,well we came back here with no money no house no job im sleeping between my mums floor and my car,mum has been in hospital she is now incontanant and got full dementia, my dad has enphasema and aspestosis, so i am caring for them 24/7, i cant forget the man i left behind who still txt me every day trying to keep my spirits up, but other friends over there say hes still putting him self about alot
i just cant stop crying im on A.D butthey dont help,i cant get a house untill the council find one about 2 years they say even though the g.p has written to them, i cant claim benifits with out a permenant address.
i wish i was dead, ive started to smoke again even though i know its likely to kill me,i just feel so alone,everyone wants me to take care of them and all i wish is that i could die