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My heart goes out to you.

At least a friend and his son who live down the road, came up and checked that the fumes I smelled were light and nothing to be seriously concerned about. My late father was Jack's boss in the city vehicle repair shop and knows a lot about mechanics and even house repairs. He says he knows I am upset but that everything should be ok until the repairs can be made, and there shouldn't be any difficulties im making the repairs. He's been like a big brother to me for many years and it helped reassure me a bit.

It seems like you feel no one is listening to you. I am so sorry to read your story here.

I hope that you find the help and someone who you can talk with soon.

I found out where the Psychiatrist who helped me the most is now working, and I am going to write her a letter asking for suggestions. The receptionist I talked to when I called the office where she works, said the Dr. only accepts walk in clients on Tuesday mornings so I wasn't able to speak with her directly, and I wouldn't be able to get there easily since I'd have to find a ride, and I wouldn't even be guaranteed of an appointment.

She even left a letter when she transferred to her new job that it was her recommendation that I should not be dismissed from treatment given how quickly and deeply I have sunk into severe depressive episodes requiring several weeks of hospitalization, and even ect treatment in the past. Guess they didn't listen to her either.