Hang in there Moose! You're doing the best job that you can with the circumstances you are in. You aren't the only one living with family. I always feel awkward trying to explain why I'm living with my sister and her family. I finally settled on "I'm disabled" with no further explanation. My own niece and nephew don't know about my psych history, no one down here does, except my sister and her hubby. But I feel sometime like I've made no progress because I can't live alone. I sometimes think of signing up for public housing, but I know I don't function well living alone.

You know, you could still sign up, if you wanted to. Sure the wait list is long, but you never know where you'll be or how you'll be when the spot comes open. And if you're in a better place, you can always turn it down.

Sorry you had to say goodbye to your T, that's always hard to do. And when someone tells you to "just" get a job, do what I do, knee them in the nuts and tell them to "just" pretend they aren't in pain. Okay, I don't really do that, but wouldn't it be nice if I could...