I was depressed and felt like my possible life and the one career I might've been good at was cut short long before this. I'm disabled, can't work, can barely stay awake for more than four to six hours at a time and sleep at least ten hours when I can't, so I have no idea what is going to happen.

I know this is from a couple of days ago (my yesterday got eaten by writing about Dorothy Arzner, which I do not regret), but you sound like you were crashing worse than usual here; I hope things are now better if not (I wouldn't expect them to be, but you can surprise me any time you like) great.