In My Evil Yaoi Era…

A while back, I came to Florida (i know, disgusting) to be with someone because I didn’t really have anywhere else to go after my mom was evicted. That situation happened suddenly and without her really telling me what was going on. It threw me into a manic episode at a time when I wasn’t thinking clearly and hadn’t been diagnosed with bipolar yet.

I’m not saying that to avoid responsibility. I made the choice to come here. I’m owning that. I'm the fucking dumbass in this equation.

But I was also scared, unstable, and trying to survive with the options I had at the time.

The person I came here for is not the same person I thought I was building a life with. The relationship has changed in ways that feel unhealthy and manipulative to me.

Right now I’m trying to make a safe, realistic plan to relocate / get back closer to home / get somewhere stable again. I don’t have the car I came with, I don’t have family or friends who can take me in, and I’m trying very hard not to make a panicked or impulsive move.

If anyone can help with resources, signal boosts, women’s resource centers, job leads, transit-friendly cities, rooms for rent, relocation advice, or even a few dollars toward transportation/moving costs, I would be really grateful.

reblogs, or practical leads help.