More Great News
So I have been checking the rent listings for the area and it looks like I may have to live in the tiniest studio apartment, sleep on a futon, and give up my cats and fish. My cats and fish are pretty much what have kept me grounded through the whole Bipolar Diagnoses, so if I have to give them up I'm not sure what I'm going to do.
Why not get a roommate you ask? Because I don't want to live with anyone, I had my parents shove me into a situation with a ton of roommates that I didn't know and ended up hating, then I moved in with some acquaintances but that just turned to shit too[and some of my stuff turned up missing]. Point is that roommates are not my thing.
I'm just not sure what to do right now other than start selling my stuff because I don't think I'll have space for it in whatever the new place will be. Crap.