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Meantime, I'm not sure what I was expecting when I posted asking for help, but I'm pretty overwhelmed by the response. Thank you, everyone. I'll try to write something more profound at some point, but. Thanks. I'm okay, I'm all good. I'm not sure what I can do to pay anyone back but feel free to send ideas.

By tomorrow I'll know about the apartment and I'll know whether my little crap job is going to go full time or not. So, cross fingers for me, please. That one last favor's all I ask.

I found an apartment here, near my little part-time job, and the rent is only $290 a month. I mean it's tiny, with shared bathrooms and nothing like a real kitchen, but whatever. It is the step forward I couldn't even think about a week ago. 

Anyway. I have a couple of weeks left at the shelter until my time there is up, and I'm hoping that in that time I can raise the money to get into that apartment. It's $290 for first month's rent, and $250 security deposit, and that's what I need. I'll get some of it through work, but I don't get my next check until two days after I've got to be out of the shelter. 

So. Um. Yeah. That's where I am. I guess I'm asking for help? But mostly I'm just wanting you guys to know that I am trying to find a way out of this situation. 

I'm homeless. I guess that's the big thing. I was headed that way for a while, staying with friends and things, but like three months ago my life took a kind of huge blow and here I am. I'm staying in a shelter in Reno. Why Reno? Because that's where the county I was in at the time bussed me out to when they decided I couldn't stay there. 

So. Yeah. I'm at a shelter, so that's a yay. I have a part time job, which is something. I still have my laptop so far, which is a miracle, and that's about it. I guess I've hit kind of a depressed patch because I have no idea what to do or how to claw out of this. And I'm super embarrassed to admit any of this to the outer world, but then I guess I don't have all that much pride left anyway.