I had to move back in with my parents because I couldn't get a job in time. At least they seem far less willing to push my buttons out of a fear that they'll scare me away again. Although I still don't feel like I can talk to them about how I feel, or they'll get angry and/or tell me I don't know how I feel like they have before. They still ignore that my coming out ever happened.
I'm not sure what my old roommates are doing about their situation, but it's out of my hands now. I still come when they can pick me up and I do some free housework, although it's been a while. I've got an arrangement with a friend where he gives me $10 every week. I'd love to earn more so I can gain some independence, but I just don't have the mental health after all of this to keep up with commissions anymore. I have the minimum hours of classes this semester, and I'm still struggling to keep on top of it. I'm dealing with very ADHD-like symptoms that are so extreme my feet hurt and I can't go to sleep, sometimes even after I manage to focus long enough altogether to get my homework done. I keep getting confused by my schedule and showing up to class late. It just keeps getting worse. The only reason I haven't been diagnosed is because I haven't found a testing place that will take my insurance.
Anyway, I was gonna say that I've got a doctor's appointment on the 17th, the earliest she was available, and I hope she can help me. I'm not seeing my psychiatrist anymore, and that's a long-ass story. She might at least be able to help me get a new one. I couldn't do it.
So, no more commissions because, even though the money would help, it took me awhile to admit this to myself, but I can't do the work.