Hey y’all! First off, I want to say thank you all for the help, both now and in the past. I am schizophrenic among other mental disabilities and physically disabled (I have dislocated my knee twice this year) so the help I get here has really helped keep me stable over the past few years. And to those who haven’t been able to help financially, thank you for your kind words and company. I feel like the people on this site are the only people I can just talk to without having to over explain myself. Here, I am taken at face value and treated with kindness and compassion. I have made some of my best friends on this site for this reason.

So, “programming fees” (the non-profit friendly term for rent) for sober living come every week, $125 a week. I do have a job, however it is a shitty fast food job. I get paid minimum wage, part time hours, and they schedule me outside hours the bus line is running so I also have to pay for Ubers home from a party area of the city, which gets quite expensive. Then they keep cutting my hours even further.

Then there’s the actual sober living experience that also drains me of money, especially with recent events. I’m gonna vent about some of the recent events in the spoiler, but I’ll explain the expenses. Toilet paper for a house of 8 people. Then there’s the fucking chores. We’re expected to wipe down everything every day, we’re expected to pay for the cleaner, we’re expected to pay for paper towels for the glass (we get yelled at for not buying paper towels), laundry detergent for clothing donations that go in the non-profit’s clothing pantry in our garage, we’re expected to go to 3 NA/AA meetings a week and ZOOM meetings don’t count so gotta pay for transportation to meetings, then a meeting with the president of the non-profit with a few of the other houses where we just get yelled at for being behind on rent or not following the bullshit rules closely enough that I also have to pay for transportation for. I am one of two people in the house with a job.

Although the weekly rent is $125, I am quite behind on rent and am expected to pay something down on my back rent, so I’m asking for an extra $25 so that I’m technically paying on my back rent.

Vent CW: Suicide, legal issues, car accident, drug use

These past couple weeks have been fucking terrible. Easily some of the worst weeks I’ve had in a long time.

So this clusterfuck starts with some context. One of my housemates has a Tesla. He didn’t pick this car out, he got it in a weird situation with one of his friends, I don’t fully understand it, but he’s not a Nazi. Well, someone on the road thought he was, and threw a rock through his windshield. He responds to this by chasing them down to their house. Running red lights, driving off road, just some unhinged shit. Well, the cops got involved and arrested him with some wild accusations of shit that didn’t happen. Fortunately, he was driving a Tesla, so there are cameras all over it and he won’t be found guilty of the shit the cops accused him of. Some of the charges have already been dropped.

Well the scary thing about this was he had warrants all over the state, nothing major, mostly traffic violations, but still warrants. When he went in, we expected him to get tossed around the state by the cops for a very long time. Fortunately, he had a medical emergency when in jail and got sent to the hospital and he got out of the legal shuffle. Unfortunately, this didn’t happen soon enough. His boyfriend lives with us, he’s a good friend of mine and the only other person with a job in the house. He tried to kill himself after seeing his boyfriend get arrested for some heavy ass charges. He survived and is on anti-depressants and back in the house now, but it was a lot to deal with.

The guy who got arrested was also a fucking nightmare when he came back from the hospital. I don’t know what the fuck happened, but the doctors shot him up with fentanyl and morphine, and being around that was fucking awful. I was so jealous. I don’t think I’d ever use opiates again because of the risk of getting laced shit, but in the moment with everything going on, I wanted to be nodded out and forgetting everything around me like him. He didn’t do anything wrong, he got meds from a doctor and didn’t get a prescription to bring them home so there was no risk to anybody else in the house, but it was difficult to be around.

Thank y’all for letting me vent

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