i’m going to end up in the hospital or dead if i keep living here. this house is infested with fleas that are killing my cat, biting me to hell and back, and it’s gotten to the point they’re in my food and in my nose and shit. there’s mold in the walls because this fucking basement floods all the time, and the heat from my tv makes it an optimal spot for it to grow, giving me and my cat breathing issues, and keeping me sick. i am starting to think they want me like this, so i live for nothing but to take care of their 24 animals and keep their house clean and feed them and do everything they should know how to do. they’re not disabled, they’re both more than capable of taking care of themselves, i have bpd and am too young to work at the only store in the fucking ghost town i live in. the cops won’t do anything about the hoarding, they won’t listen to me and don’t believe what i say is real, honestly the only way i see out is to hurt the things they love or kill myself.