[Iamarock]

I can’t sleep. I was forced to retire last year because of illness and now I live in an assisted living facility. Sometimes I hate it here. I’ve got nothing in common with the people here. I miss working. I miss my home. Sometimes I dream I’m there and when I wake up my heart breaks because I find I’m here. My sister found this place for me and she and her husband have helped me a lot but so many times I resent my sister because she sold the house and I’d not save my belongings. I know they were just things but they were mine, and she treated them like junk. My cat is with me and I couldn’t stand this place without him. I keep thinking about my last Xmas back home—Iwas so happy and I don’t think I’ll ever be really happy again. I want my things back. I want my life back. What can I do? I can’t trust anyone because the day after I talked to a hotline (I was NOT going to kill myself, I just wanted to talk to someone)a police car was sent to my house and I was taken against my will to an asylum for 24 hours. I can’t go through that again, and no one would take care of my cat. I would do anything to be happy again, for my sake and my cat’s. My general health has improved since I’ve been here.

[MtnTime2896]

I'm sorry you're going through so much. I wish I knew what to say, but I don't. I'm here, though.

[AzulOscuro]

Originally Posted by Iamarock

I can’t sleep. I was forced to retire last year because of illness and now I live in an assisted living facility. Sometimes I hate it here. I’ve got nothing in common with the people here. I miss working. I miss my home. Sometimes I dream I’m there and when I wake up my heart breaks because I find I’m here. My sister found this place for me and she and her husband have helped me a lot but so many times I resent my sister because she sold the house and I’d not save my belongings. I know they were just things but they were mine, and she treated them like junk. My cat is with me and I couldn’t stand this place without him. I keep thinking about my last Xmas back home—Iwas so happy and I don’t think I’ll ever be really happy again. I want my things back. I want my life back. What can I do? I can’t trust anyone because the day after I talked to a hotline (I was NOT going to kill myself, I just wanted to talk to someone)a police car was sent to my house and I was taken against my will to an asylum for 24 hours. I can’t go through that again, and no one would take care of my cat. I would do anything to be happy again, for my sake and my cat’s. My general health has improved since I’ve been here.

If your health has improved since you are there, maybe it’s all you need to know that your place is there for the moment.
Don’t lose hope. Go on working on your healing.
Is it that place as a residence or one of these neighbourhoods I heard to mention when people have a help to cope better with their daily needs and it’s sort of a complex of apartments?
Btw, you have the best company ever. Your kitty.