I'm coping badly. I can't function in this--it's changed too much. I feel like I'm living on the moon. Moral squalor. I can't live in this. And I have no one to talk to and no medications. I don't understand why it has to be like this--constantly surrounded on all times by sex, drunks, and druggies. What happened? What the hell happened? Everyone's sick in one way or another, and it's got to be shoved in my face from every direction every waking minute of every day. This is a life?