Down The Drain

So July seems to be a plumbing themed month, and all I ever seem to write about these days is crap.
Today is no exception.
"It feels that I'm slowly growing further and further away from the outside world." Probably the most accurate summary of things right now.
I went to the doctor a few weeks ago to get a cough looked at and ended up getting referred to a psychologist. It's getting worse for all of us at the moment it seems, which does not help at all. It's hard to feel at home or at ease when the place you live in is cut off most of the time from everyone but your landlord, and even when you're with your friends you feel alone.Then compound onto that the bullshit things that have been happening lately and the general feeling of 'fuck it all' coming from a few of us.
I remember the first session I had, the lady told me that it was all just hormones and that if I did breathing exercises and went to bed earlier it would help a lot. I wish fixing ourselves was as easy as breathing. But at the moment it's a bit of an all the kings horses and all the kings men situation.
Everything is slipping away like sand through open hands. My jobs, my family, my friends, my heart and now finally my sanity.