from a plains point-of-view

i'm back at my parent's house right now. it turns out that i can only handle so much stress before i just can't function any more. between working two jobs, doing volunteer work, and trying to have some sort of a social life, i was already fairly stressed. the additional stress of the lies, procrastinations, and debts that i got from Farmer's insurance for a wreck that wasn't even my fault became too much for me. i woke one morning and found myself unable to leave the house. i was too sick to stir much farther than the living room for several days. even then, it was only for very brief excursions for the next almost two weeks. i lost both my jobs and my apartment. i've thought about suing, but i'm not a vindictive person. besides, i'm still recovering from the last prolonged illness- i don't want to invite another. so that leaves me here, living out of boxes, trying to deal with one day at a time, for "an undetermined amount of time". we'll see what happens.