Sigh, occupational therapist wants me to consider something like residential care It's not for trauma, and there isn't therapy though I'll be able to leave to see my T. It's not inpatient, but it isn't independent living either.

I refused, she kept at it, so I kept refusing. I do not at all understand why she thinks I'm in bad shape since I've survived way worse, and I'm fairly sure my general fatigue is due to iron deficiency and dealing with a pest infestation caused by some of my flatmates.

Even with maximum government assistance, I cannot afford it at ALL, and it would mean breaking my current lease. And I'll have to share a dorm with 6 others whereas I've my bedroom in my current place.

She's sweet, thinks landlords will understand mental health and let me break my lease without the money penalty.

I swear in some ways, I feel I'm more street smart than many of the people I interact with for my medical care and other aid applications.

People here live with parents until they marry, or save enough to buy a home in their late 30s and 40s, and it shows wherever I go. I'm been preparing for houselessness since I was a young kid lol.

For what was my worst fear, it wasn't too bad. Never had to rough sleep yet but I know exactly what I gotta do if I end up in such a situation, especially as I'm now an adult with way more capability than kid me.

I know she cares, it's just that I can't afford it and there's no guarantee I'd actually GAIN.