I’m MAYBE not so fucked anymore, and my parents cooled off. So I guess I’m heading to BumFuck, Kentucky again. …yay.
I got out of my mess by… crying. A lot of fucking crying.
Being hopeful helped too. It seemed like I was stuck between a rock and a hard place. I’m glad there’s a glimmer of hope on the horizon. Doesn’t feel like I’m playing this awful game: