A week ago, at 11.10 pm, the cops rang my doorbell. My brother had contacted them, prompted by my mother, to do a welfare check. The Police had first contacted the emergency psych ward to see if I had been admitted.
I haven't answered the phone during all this time. My mother has tried to reach me sometimes twice a day. I text back to my brother when he text me. I also blocked people so they can't contact me on Instagram or Facebook. The shame is killing me.
I have debts up to 14,000 SEK (1500 USD) this month and 700 SEK in my account.
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