My depression is depressing lately. Well, the things that it has to put up with are rather big. My gf's father will probably pass away soon: he is on constant antibiotics and the pathways to his liver are mostly clogged with tumors. Their children are all going there on Friday, possibly to see him a last time. Also, the neighbour keeps abusing her mother and we're still afraid it's going to turn lethal. So we called the emergency line twice today when we heard shouting and crying and undefined bonks.

My head is not a nice place to be. Our house is not a nice place to be. I'm not really sure what to do.