My bf came home from work...and fell asleep. He does this almost every day. I'm already depressed, and this makes me feel worse.

I can't wash dishes because my spine collapse's on itself, and he has no dishwasher. So if they aren't clean I don't try to cook. I keep mentioning getting a dishwasher, which would involve cutting get out part of the kitchen drawers. He has other priorities.

He has an even tomorrow at dawn. I thought I wanted to go, but with how they keep being I don't want to go. They tell you last minute, don't give info, don't answer questions, and then claim to care about disability issues despite my telling them over and over they obviously don't.

I havent gotten homework done. And I'm overall miserable because of my gallbladder hurting and keeping me up...

I'm really depressed...yay.