I came to Twitter to heal, and help by writing about my mental. Illness. I need help as well. If I've helped you in any way, buy me a cup of coffee? Thank you so much.
Thank you so much for just coming this far.
Five bucks is a lot of money to me. Its actually two cups 9f cofee in CT.
I live in poverty as a result of my mental illness.
I know I'm not entitled to anything. I don't want you to feel sorry for me. I'll survive. But your empathy helps me get more from life. Like my Monthly Rocky Horror night. It's the little things that keep me going. That, and my two cats.