Stress

So much stress.
Eating away at me.
The  old apartment.
ODSP
My daughters.
No help. Or not much.
Sad.
Very few people I can depend on.
No reason to keep going.
Nothing to live for.
What's the point of all this.
Just suffer until you die.
No happiness. No joy. Just sadness, heartache, betrayal, loss, hopelessness, loneliness.
I trust no one.
No one!
They only let me down.
I am alone in this world.