I'm going through some sort of...

...crisis here and I'm not sure what to do. None of my options are pleasant and there isn't enough xanax to make it go away. I think I'm in a situation where all I can do is something, anything but sit here in this hideous place. My jaw aches and I need my daughter so badly I can't handle it.

One of my "neighbors" had a smoke alarm go off in his room, apparently, brought about by roaches. My bed is covered in poison, I spray it all down once a day and then use that spray to glue the poison powder to the wall, bed and cabinets. People are coming and going around here so quickly that I don't know anyone and the one guy I did know got his stupid self kicked out over a fight while I was sleeping.

Could someone make me laugh? Anything, even a smile...could jerk me out of this lonely and frightened funk.