The Big Exit

It's time to make the Big Exit. I'm through. I don't know where I'm going, how I'll get there or when, but I can't take it here anymore. I need to start making plans for a change.

Without insurance, I can't get the care I need for my depression and anxiety. I can't sleep. I don't want to eat. I'm drinking too much, it seems to be the only thing that makes me forget about everything.

Thanks for the memories, everyone.