I live in an apartment complex with other mentally ill people. During the day, I sit with a neighbor. He is crazy and so am I. We sit and watch T.V. In the evening, I go to my other neighbor's apartment, and sometimes spend the night. He's not my boyfriend, he's my best friend. I hate sleeping alone, so I spend the night with him. We go to bed fully dressed. It sounds strange, but it's nice to have another human being to sleep next to. Sometimes I will let a homeless person sleep on my sofa. I hate being alone.
SorrowofHeart SorrowofHeart
56-60, F
Aug 15, 2014