Moved again… now living with youngest daughter and family. This was to be a place of family to help me recover from cancer, sadly it is not. I live in constant fear…emotionally and physically. It always revolves around expenses. Their townhouse sale fell through and instead of paying less we needed to pick up and pay the entire rent. We have just enough to squeak by, but it only increases my fears. I am once again living in panic, that does nothing but overwhelms me with fear. Every night I pray and beg God to let me die…I am sad

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