Today this place is unbearable. I feel buried by the fact that an aide unpacked my giant bags for me. Everytime I feel more permanent here I get upset.

The little old lady who is next to me was sleeping without a covering and she looked so vulnerable it made me want to cry.

I don't know how I'm going to survive here. I could go back to watching TV all day alone in my apt again. I wouldn't be happy but I feel very pressured here and I want to be alone.