I imagine that this is what death feels like. Like being the living dead. My daughter hates me, blames me for everything when she is too young to understand the full story. I have no money for anything as surprise bills have me overdrawn. Creditors keep calling because I didn’t pay some bills for two months as I was using everything I had to maintain things for me and my daughter. The one person who makes me feel better is too far away.
This is not living. This is not even existing. This is the void.
If you care at all, reach out as I don’t know how much more I can take before I break.