This is just a fake universe, where I get punished for being kind and good. I am back to giving up again. No hater posts please. I am depressed enough as it is. I have to stop letting people take advantage of me. And take something back for myself. Or take my Tramadol and Prazosin, then go drive my wheel chair around in traffic. Being used hurts. 
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qfreak69:
Possy is his name. He is half yorkshire-terrier and half begle. He is my companion at all times,, for some reason he won't even go out to play unless i am outside my room. He knows what i am not feeling good, both mentally or phyically. He knew I was wtiring about him, he just came over and put his he on my leg.
qfreak69:
Kay, they are already dividing up my stuff to my grandchidren, without my permission.