Here for the Lows

I guess I'll only come here when I'm down? Meh. Things are actually not so bad but money is finally reaching a place (again) where I'm so stressed out it's consuming. I'm glad I didn't decide to go off my meds recently, which I'd been considering, because right now I'd be a mess. I'm trying to pull myself out of it but he's in a mood, too. So I feel trapped end powerless. Not to mention I've got no clue (STILL) what my next move should be. I feel crippled. I see how, in these moments, I was never given the tools to cope and that just makes me feel worse instead of feeling like I should or can go out and learn anew...

Porcelain.

I I have no idea how to remold life without totally walking away. So much needs to change and it is so hard to know which way to jump when you have no idea which direction to face.