My organs are imploding (exploding inwards). I can't breathe. I can't walk or keep my body coordinated. I am on the edge of crying. I went to the supermarket for water and food and i was breaking on the way. I'm failing at adulting. After 20 it's only doom. I need someone to take care of me. I hate to admit it. Have we failed as a society or did i just fail as a human? I'm all alone. My "friends" are in this city and around but they don't even respond. Because of my mental illness. And im too weak and agoraphobic and all. I don't know how I will survive this night. I bought a few croissants because i still feel bad about mom's cooking and because the only close enough and still open shop doesn't have reliable stuff. I can't take care of myself, of my place, work. I'm mentally disabled (am i?) but how to explain it to my family and authorities? I can't breathe of panic. Might be some separation anxiety as well. My friend i asked to mail me the document left me on delivered. And i need to act fast. I need to either warn mom im coming tomorrow or call at the store and tell them i can't come/I'm sick/i can't walk. Which one? I don't want to call and lie (well technically it's partially true but i don't feel well doing it and spare yourself telling me i shouldn't lie ik). I will explode. I can't. I need a hug and to know what is wrong with me and what to do (that won't make it worse). If i stay counscios i will search for vitamins or something.
I'm alone, nauseous and nothing fun to watch