meep.

Everything is so large and overwhelming and I feel so very tiny. All these letters addressed to me full of legal jargon, and health plans that seem to cover absolutely nothing...I'm a smart person, but it's all so fucking confusing. Perhaps if I hadn't ruined most of my brain with chemicals when I was younger this would be easier now. Perhaps if I didn't have a slew of disorders, I'd be able to look at it from an angle that doesn't leave me hyperventilating. Perhaps I should just admit defeat and ask for help in understanding what's going on with the situation.