I already made a post, but somehow I didn't notice this section of the forum, so I should probably make a proper post here. I used to post here in late 2009. I forget why I stopped. I don't think I had a reason. I didn't think I'd live this long. I'm at least a little glad that I did even though my life has fallen apart even more. I'm unable to work and I don't have any friends. I guess my biggest obstacle is shame. I can't get over the fact that I don't work. I don't talk to my family except for a couple of cousins abroad whom I've only met once. I'm completely isolated and I've had a number of health problems. I am only 35 now, but I feel sick and uncomfortable literally every second of every day. I can't do anything and I don't have furniture I can use, so I literally lie down on the floor all day and it causes even more pain. I try to walk around but one of my health conditions causes severe heat intolerance and I almost faint in temperatures over 70 degrees or so, especially if I exert myself. Um, aside from that nonsense, I like video games and cats a lot. I'm pretty boring otherwise.