In February I felt that maybe I'd be out of the shelter by the end of the month. (But that was false)I planned that I would spend March...

It's hard to ask for help. Especially when one isn't sure what they need.

Tonight I am furiously angry at the injustices done to me by the institutions and unlicensed counseling places run by the plain people....

On my mind tonight.... Sometimes...well, often, I find myself being so hard on myself for being so scared of the lady downstairs. Like, I...