Numbers. There’s no grand narrative, but there’s numbers.
Different city, same crises.
The cycle continues.
A mixture of my mood, the sutures, side effects, and the future.
No money. What am I supposed to do?
You broke the social contract.
Medicine, food, or safety?
Suicide prevention is a fraud.
For I was hungry, homeless, and sick, and you helped me.
Supporting my recovery is less expensive than supporting my suffering.