Hi Lauren. …thanks for taking the time to write all the above. …I have applied for residential and have telephone interview tomorrow. ….I am hoping I am accepted as I fear and dread the future without some serious help. …In fact. …without help I haven’t got a future. …I want my life back. …
I want to have the ability to go to the local shop and buy something to eat without having to scrape around for pennies first.
I’ve also shoplifted food last month. …
I am utterly disgusted with myself. …but if I am not picked up and put through a wash cycle soon. …I fear I’ll be living in the laundry basket forever. …
I don’t even raise the blinds in this house so no one can see in. .. (and see whatever is left. …that I haven’t already sold)…
This is no way to live. …
I have closed numerous accounts before. …but then just opened new ones. ….
Then the devil tells me that because I’m new I will have to play for quite a while before I win. ….that makes it worse.
So I go back again to the old one. …to get what they owe me.
In fact in end up giving them both more money. ..
Then I fear I can’t close either because one of them is going to pay out soon. ….
I am physically and mentally ill over this.
There’s been days when I can’t afford the petrol to work. ..
And seeing as I only got paid on 25th and I’ve already done my wages. …I can’t afford to go to work for the next four werks….so Im off sick. .
I just want to be me again before I got infested with this rampaging torture. ..I’ve truly lost my own mind.
The upshot. …I’m down to eight stone. ..my cupboards are bare. .my clothes don’t fit….couldn’t tell you the last time I got my hair done. .look like a tramp and probably soon will be. It’s a picture of total neglect. …
And I too have a good job. …
I am an intelligent woman whose brain has been taken over.
I’m a stupid one to have allowed it to happen.
