I barely do it. I'm in a waking sleep, just wanting it all to end. I only go out to get groceries (which I no longer have a car, so I have to walk a mile) and then I return to this place, which is a holding cell. Tomorrow morning at 7:00am I will go to Hannaford, and I go so early so I don't have to deal with people. I don't know why I'm still here. I don't know why I am waiting to die. I think to myself that I want a few weeks where I have nothing to do so I can what....I really don't know what that is? I have to get my license renewed (and get a vision test in order to do that...I'll probably fail), I have a doctor's appointment (useless) in two weeks, and the glasses I got are messed up, the optometrist must have written down the wrong prescription, I might be spending the last $600 I'll ever own on Air Conditioning (I think this one I just replaced has problems, it's making noise that sounds like a leak...they aren't going to give me another one free). I'm not happy. All I do is sit in front of this computer watching this, or that. I'm not happy. Why am I going to bother with any of this? Why am I not going right now? I have the means, I have my SN....why am I waiting to use it? What am I waiting for???? Oh and the more I hold off on dying, I hear in my head, "You better use it (SN) soon, it'll go bad....". I'm so tired. I'm a walking dead person. I need to die soon. I need to. I can't keep up with the facade anymore. I can't handle getting my license renewed, a doctors appointment and all that. I can't. I have to wind myself up just to go to the store tomorrow morning. And I don't want to go. I don't want to do anything anymore. I just want out. I want to die. I'm barely carrying on.