Still doomed 🙃 Stressing over another talk with my host, who is… kinda difficult, honestly. I can’t tell what’s available to me (in any context) nor what I’m even supposed to be able to accomplish in any amount of time but I’m supposed to “advocate for myself” even knowing there’s someone who needs this room so like… what the fuck am I supposed to do, beg to stay and somecritter who’s in the same situation I was gets beaten or shot by their father but I get another week of accomplishing fuck-all because I need six sorts of support I’m never gonna get but what I get is a week at a time and expectations to just get my shit together and get a job without even somewhere to stay while I work?

So I went from hopeless and in danger to hopeless and about to be in danger somewhere else. Worst part is, my host has some of the same major issues that I do, so every time we talk I feel like there’s some understanding there, or understanding to be had. She even recognizes it as an accomplishment for me to manage to get out and take the ten-minute bus ride to Burger King. Does not seem to recognize how screwed I am, how much of an impossible ask it is to just dump a pile of “resources” on me and think I’m gonna call them all, etc.

…I said I wasn’t gonna wall-of-text you lot <.<; Sorries! Please pretend it’s just a little nibble of whine 😓