So I may be moving out, on the recommendation of both my therapist and psychiatrist.
My father has been driving me mad lately. There are a million little things he expects me to do every day, and it’s becoming very stressful. I think it would be much easier if I only had to look after myself and perhaps a roommate. When I lived with a friend before, it was the best time of my life—even despite the hardships and shortage of funds we consistently faced.
The thing is: I doubt I could afford a place of my own given my current pay, and I don’t think I know anyone else who is looking for an apartment.
If I could just get in a situation where I only had to be responsible for me and paying my bills each month, I would be so much better. (That’s presuming I could manage the extra work hours I would need to make enough money to cover costs. I have just increased my hours at work, so: we shall see.)