I have disabilities. I can't work. I don't have any income really. I have a Patreon. I have a GoFundMe, but like, I haven't been able to work in years. I have way too many mental health issues, depression and PTSD and anxiety and so much trauma and gender dysphoria. I can't deal with it.
I can't transition, the hormones medically, the way I want to because I have this heart condition and I've had one heart surgery already to fix it and it didn't work and I want to do another one to fix it. And then once my heart is fixed, I can take ADHD meds again. I have ADHD also. It's debilitating. I can't get anything done. I'm a disaster.
Like, I just, I can't even keep up with simple things like laundry and like showering and brushing my teeth and like refilling my meds and stuff. It's just overwhelming. I can't do these things. Like I'm just, I'm like teetering on the edge of homelessness constantly and like, you know, affording food and just, I wasn't expecting all of this.
I moved back to Missouri because my parents offered me a place to live while I recovered from surgery and said that they would help take care of me and, you know, would charge me rent and so on. But it was just, they abused me constantly.