MTP, I was driven home by a very kind colleague when I had bronchitis.
No-one at school could believe I'd actually managed to walk into work in the first place, and I was told to leave by the qualified First Aiders within 30 minutes of arriving.

Mental health issues are still about health.
If these people care about you - and they obviously do - there is no shame in accepting help. It's being offered and you need it the same way I needed it the other month.

Keep going girl. Even if it's two steps forward, one step back. You're making progress.

It is okay to ask for help.

It is also okay to accept help when it is offered.

Just in case you felt you needed permission, you have it. Everybody does. It's a generally usable permission slip.

I was driven home when I hurt my foot in a rugby game. Does that count?

Just chillin. Right now I can't sleep and have to work but thats life. I'm trying to not stress about it.

Not stressing stuff is good :)

MTP! I'm sorry that you had to go through this! I miss you and care for you as well and hope you're doing better now! I'm sorry I wasn't around to offer support earlier...

So there is a new update on me, your favorite dweller.
I've attempted again, obviously failed.
Things are fractious with my family.
I still have no job.
I'm back in Texas, living with friends that I've lived with in the past.
I'm getting treatment and my friends are helping me rebuild my life.

So yeah, that is whats up.

(((hugs)))

Ah sorry mtp, I hope things start going your way.

MTP! it's good to see you checking in, but I'm sorry to hear it's been hard for you lately. I'm really glad to hear you have friends helping you. We're here too if you need to talk.

Rooting for you, Moar.

Hang in there, MTP. In some endeavors, failure is a good thing.

Nice to see you around, mort. We all deserve friends to care for us in our times of need.

Bummer MTP, keep plugging. :thumb:

You haven't failed MTP. Because you're still alive.
And Della loves you.
And we do too.