I'm not sure if you realize how much it means to me, but thank you for the best wishes. It's uplifting and depressing at the same time that I feel like my own mother doesn't even care as much as strangers on the internet do.
I already am using as many resources toward finding myself a place to live as the worker could suggest, but there are a lot of college people moving out of the dorms for summer in June and July, which means less stuff available. And thanks to the way the town's "emergency" rent list works, everything on it is public and it's really whoever gets there first that gets in and not whoever is most about to be homeless.
I feel utterly powerless a lot of the time when I'm looking about, on and offline, and there isn't anything each time I look and call. It's also not helping my feeling that I need to run away NOW before I end up rooted in place. It's not rational, but I'm scared that I'll never find anything and will have to live with the toxic people my mother knows.
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