What allergy pills can do....

So I've been stressed to the point of no return. I can barely recognize myself at times. I haven't been able to sleep for most days and I haven't been able to control my eating habits. I grew zitzilla on my nose and it's babies on my chin. I am currently at one of my friends houses lately. We've both been a bit down. I've only told two people the whole scope of things so far, Jessica Poulton, and Heather Cater. Heather was just conveniently across the street, and Poulton was actually one of the first ones to ask. I haven't really had any good news from anyone in a while but I don't think I'd be able to be happy for anyone right now anyways. I'm having one of my sad spurts the last few days. I haven't really talked to anyone or wanted to talk to anyone in the last few days but I don't see that changing anytime soon. I'm at Jessika's house at the moment and she tells me how much she doesn't trust other people. I don't even know if she truly trusts me in her own heart. I think I wasn't meant to be around people. I totally wish I found this out before I went into nursing. I should have gone into business or something else, numbers have always been kind to me. I miss Toronto. I don't even know how I'm gonna live the rest of my life since I don't really like Toronto either. This has gone on too long with too much rambling. School. Clinical. Family. Life. What isn't going wrong...?