help at last

It's about time!

I spent the past week in a psych center again, and now I'm finally starting to get some help. Not just meds, but counseling and help finding work and a place to stay.

Also, I'm receiving food stamps now. All the taxes I've paid over the past 24 years are finally paying off.

Last night I blew off the homeless shelter. Instead, I squeezed under the gate at a local park/historic site and tried to sleep on a bench. Not much luck there. It got kind of cold so I found a little bit of shelter where I tried to sleep on the ground. I may have dozed off briefly, but in the end I faced the sunrise in an exhausted state. Got some sleep on the bus; I rode a route that takes one hour, and stayed on for two circuits. At least I should sleep well tonight.

My counselor wants me to call her every day but I can't afford to. Pay phones cost 50 cents in Tallahassee. What a rip-off.