I can’t take this much longer!!

The conditions I’m living in are unbearable. It’s at least 90 degrees in here. Forget repairs and I can hardly change clothes because this place is so bad forget about finding my shoes!! Boxes all over. From moving. I keep wearing the same pair of jeans because I can’t afford new ones. Boots because I cant find my shoes. It’s like spring here. There is no way to cool things down in here and I am worried about my dear kitty. My depression keeps getting worse and worse! The case-coordinator who is supposed to be working with me, is a joke. All he does is talk on the phone and tell me all the things he’s going to do. I have some applications for other apartments, but nobody will help me fill them out. My family has turned there backs on me. Wich is not uncommon with Autism spectrumites. I feel like I’ve been pushed into a hell  and forgotten. While the ones around me laugh at me. There is no Autism center here. The only place I supposedly could go here does nothing. That’s where the case-coordinator works. Only a homeless person could live in this place. Even dopers would reject it. With My Autism I can’t take the noise. The door will not close safely. Although there is  a lock on it.  I am in hell. My family has forgotten me because I’m low-income. While the ones around me have such better lives. I am tired of not having enough money for food. I blame myself a lot. Thinking if I wasn’t Autisitc it wouldn’t be like this. But what can I do about my disorder? I get really really down on myself. This place was supposed to be fumigated today. But no show no call from the ones who were supposed to do it. How long can I live like this? Please don’t “like this post unless you comment on it. Things are actually worse than described here.

WV water crisis made tougher with Autism.

The chemical leak that has caused the water crisis has been hard on many people. But imagine trying to live with it when you have Autism. The anxiety is torture. I have been having so many meltdowns and worrying about just surviving. Knowing that this crisis could go on for weeks, It makes my depression worse. Seeing what my fellow West Virginians are going through. Reading their stories. Sometimes it just seems hopeless. Lost wages of employees who work in local businesses. The fact that I don’t drive. And am unable to reach places that are not under the ban. Really have not made it easy.  Hoping I’ll be able to avoid panic attacks. Worried about my dear kitty who is my best friend. Right now I have two cases of water. And a whole lot of anxiety. Meltdowns. And loneliness. Why have the state industries screwed things up like this? The whole mess could have been avoided. Be with us Jesus!