I am having a hard time with reality lately. I mentioned about how the insurance agent

told the claims department that I ran over a pipe in front of his business. I spoke with some insurance fraud guy today, (I found him.....no one ever called me) and his lackadaisical attitude infuriates me to the point that I want to drink and I'm not supposed to drink. Every picture I sent him of my car and the date of the picture came back as "Blocked" for a reason I forgot

And this morning I got notice that a car that I rented in Portugal and did crack up the bumper of that car just got posted in my bank and I know I can now file it with the insurance agency but I got all upset because I can't stand taking care of little details, especially on the computer because I can't remember where I put anything.

!!!! Well I just got a call from this place I used to go to a lot. It is called "Hope Clubhouse" and you have to have a mental illness to become a member but it is a working place. I called them this morning because I know they will help people take on things and I just got a call back and I'm going tomorrow with my computer and he is going to help me.

I still am crying. I may be grieving still. My mom died in 2020 and I miss her every day and my brother died in July of this year. I have had days where I don't want to go anywhere because I can't quit crying

Thank you for letting me share what I think is probably a bunch of sentences that don't make sense.