so in my case I am noticing a new addicrtion that I probably have had for years. I am fairly sure I have a minor addiction of pet hoarding.

Now I am not the kind of hoarder that just gets all these animals and does not take care of them by no means. I went to school to be a veterianary technician so I know the value of doing your research before hand and taking good care of the animal.

I currently have three pet rats, a guinea pig, a hamster, and one ball python that I just recently picked up and rescued only a few days ago. I really am getting supper attached to her. And its really hard on me my mother totally refuses to let her live in her house so now I guess I am feeling a ton of pressure to move out of my mom's place and in with my boyfriend. Animals have always been a big part of my life and so what I am animal hoarder at least I take the right kind of care of them and clean them take time to give them the right kind of food that they need and care they need to.

I would not say this is true all the time but its not that uncommon for me to put the needs of my pets before my own at times.

But the snake currently lives with a friend of mine til I can move out and find a place of my own. Since I literally have no other options.

I didn't realize at the time but when I rescued her it was a day later from that I had recived a text from my father. My father currently has testicular and prostate cancer. And is seeming to get worse off then ever.

Not just that but I have two fast food jobs right now but only one of them I have been going into steadily. I have student loans, and am going to school online right now and also attempting to save back money for a place outside of my mom's. I think i have been just lying to myself about how stressed I am and how afraid I am of all the things that are going on in my life.

there are things going on with me and my family that could be rather bad news for me or them...and I try everday to deal with but to not dwell on it. But some days are harder then others to avoid all that.

Not to mention the fact that my meds for my bipolar and for my ADD are not doing as good a job for me as they used to. I don't have a ton of people outside my DBT support group or my therapist I can actually open up and talk to.

And thats for the most part how its always felt. I love my boyfriend to death but I can't really truly open up to him and talk to him....there is still judgment when or if i choose to do that...and it hard to just sit there and deal with.
He dosn't aim to be harsh I mean to be fair none of my friends or partners wish to but sometimes things that are not meant to be taken personally, are taken that way by me. lol I know this all ties into my Borderline Personality Disorder. but I still hate it, lol just like I hate dealing with my Dependent Personalty Disorder, and its partially why I am trying to damn hard to get away from my mother so I can stop depending on her as much.

but needless to say since i have never felt that close to people never feeling truly I can trust them so well, I suppose it could explain why I like surrounding myself with books.