Tired and Broke

I am so broke. I have $13 in the bank. I get paid on Friday. I have to make my gas last until then and I have to find stuff to eat at home. Tonight I had Beenie Weenies, some peanuts, a granola bar, and 2 pieces of toast for supper. I am pretty low down. I feel like this is part of my depression issue. If I wasn’t so fucking broke all the time I might not be so low. I suppose at least it wouldn’t hurt to not have money worries on top of all the other shit. 

I haven’t heard from the latest Tinder guy since Saturday. I don’t really care, but it seems I ran him off. I don’t want it to be true, but I think I am going to be alone until I die. I am a miserable person and now I am alone. I have no friends, no family, and no husband. Just me. 

2 thoughts on “Tired and Broke”

  1. At the risk of sounding religious…..you are not alone and you are not unloved. There is One. He created you and cherishes you and He will help you through this hard time. He is your Real Father, your Heavenly Father. Please don’t judge Him by the wrongs your earthly father committed. Give Him a chance. Talk to Him. End of sermon. (smile)
    If I knew your address I would send you $50 for food and gas. I wish I could help!

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