Not A Good Day

It's been a weird day today. Firstly I couldn't get out of bed again this morning. I just felt so tired and there was a nip in the air which prevented me from pulling the covers back, which was pretty strange because after I was up and dressed I was sat in my room with the window wide open!
I went into town in the early afternoon and bought a couple of reference comics, but wasn't in the mood for any other shopping. I hardly had an appetite all day but forced myself to make and eat a sandwich around 16:00.
I am contemplating going to the doctor's tomorrow, as I think it is about time I discussed my weak knee (and possible rheumatism) with him, but also, prompted by stomach trouble again today, to talk to him about my regular attacks of the "squits!" Come tomorrow I know I will probably decide that it is not worth bothering him and won't end up going at all.
I have also been a bit down and teary today. I was watching Sex and the City and I was bawling my eyes out over some parts. It wasn't the story that was making me cry, as such, but that the characters all have such emotional connections with each other and I have no one that fills that description.
No one who will discover me should I have a stroke or fall ill.
No one cares that I have not had a relationship in over 15 years.
No one cares that I haven't had sex outside of a sauna or toilet in over a year.
No one cares that sometimes all I need is a hug.
I was crying because ..... no one cares.