Everything going great today. saw my T and my pdoc. My pdoc got a appt with a mental health case worker for me for tomorrow. We are trying to get me a place of my own. I was so excited. WAS is the key word. i told my grandma the great news and that it will probly take me a few months to get into an apptartment. She just shot it down. How can you live on your own and pay rent when you can barley live here. When you get your own place there wont be 20 bucks here and there, there will be nothing from me.

Now what was i thinking?