i will be moving out on the 1st. missed hospital appointments, neglectful of my medications, neglectful of my own hygiene and my own feelings most of all. i feel exhausted, and it feels as though i have no real outlets to speak my mind, vent my emotions, let it all out on my own terms. i feel stuck, it feels as though everyone wants and expects something of me, it feels as though no matter what i do or say, nothing is ever enough and good things never last. it feels as though i am indirectly made to feel as though i should just give up on my one and only life. people are needlessly cruel everywhere i look.