The thing that bothers me the most is how it affects my significant other. I had a rough life so this is probably the best place I have lived so far. He came from a very nice home that had everything that a normal home has. He lives here so I don't go homeless, but it bothers him a lot. He gets upset how I can't make meals and how we can't have fresh food along with other things. He has a college degree, but the place that he works at is paying him under the normal wage for his profession. He's looking for a better job which will pay quiet nicely which could get us a better home. I feel bad because this is a trigger for my mania and he's the one that has to deal with it. If it didn't get so cold here in the winter I probably wouldn't go very manic in the winter. I feel bad since it's my fault, but this isn't a terrible home all the time. I'm thankful I at least have a home, I just want food though. We talked about getting a bigger fridge, but we have no room for one :/