Well, moving out officially failed. I’ve yet to take all my stuff back from the (not my) fiancé’s house, though. They were able to find another roommate who was able to keep a job and make rent because they are not in school, thank God.
The tension has settled where I’m living, although the denial of my true identity prevails, and is still depressing and frustrating. I’ve got the rest of this semester and then two more before I graduate. I’m back to just holding on until then. In the meantime, I’m out and proud where I can be. Some days are harder than others. I just need to spend more time with peopl
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 eve