And the last person in my life, besides the therapist on weekly unjustifiable occasion, left my life. Through a, rather fascinating, series of circumstances. That's how I try to tell the story. But it does mean, I am truly alone now. With no job, 250k in savings, and a severe mental illness. YOLO?
Good lord at 36 I had such high hopes for my life! All the protests, sex, parties, things and stuffs! Fucking helicopters. Helicopters! But no, none of that ever happened. And so I have become a Bluesky user.