For the past several months my mental health has been deteriorating. I sometimes end up neglecting chores. These past two days appetite has been going up. I signed up to volunteer at a used books warehouse this coming Wednesday. It’d be nice to work on my weight and housekeeping though idk if it matters. The guy I like unfriended me. I’m 31. It’s just not ok to keep living like this. Among other things, I‘m wondering if life can be more stable. My BFF is in Las Vegas and says she’s been volunteering at the food bank. I sense increased turbulence rather than peace in the near future.