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Bluelighter
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I've been staying with my alcoholic mother on and off for a few years. She has insane rage issues and spends FAR beyond her means, and a propensity to blame me for every one of her problems. She grew up in a loveless household and then married a man she didn't love having two children in order to 'make' someone to love if you will, she admitted this to me a few years back. Selfish I know, but I'm not harping on that.
I had been working at a tolerable job making good money and giving her 80 percent of my pay checks for the past 2.5 months. Two weeks ago it came to a boiling point and she woke me up out of a nightmare screaming at me waving my check in her hand that had just come in the mail. I'm a pretty passive person and try to take the high road in situations like this dealing with the pain in other healthier ways, but this time I just snapped. I said everything on my mind, she grabbed my arms and slapped me. That was it. I packed my shit and spent a week sleeping on the street leaving most of my possessions with a friend.
I had my bike/backpack/medicine stolen while sleeping, I ended up in the psych ward after overexerting myself biking and walking all night/day to keep warm, and merely used it for a place to stay.
She picked me up last friday and apparently found the police report I had made out in which I specifically told the heat NOT TO BOTHER HER.
She drinks 12-16 expensive beers a day and I've been sober like a month or something and she told me I needed to find a rehab WITH NO INSURANCE and NO DRUG PROBLEM. I explained to her that no detox is going to take a sober person, especially one without insurance. Oh yeah, I have to apply for medicaid but my last paycheck is stuck 40 minutes drive away and I've no money to take the bus to get it, nor a license to use to apply since she wrote out a bad check for 12 dollars to get it replaced 2 months ago and they suspended it in lieu of a pending 70 dollar charge. The license was in my bag when it was stolen, but I still have my birth certificate and SS card etc. The bank I go to can still cash it if I find a way to get my check, which I have to.
I've decided on trying a shelter in a town east of here, it's a pretty ritzy area so I don't really feel worried. I'm more concerned about what to do after that. I have a good resume, references, the ability and drive to work, and aside from all that crap that's happened it was one of the more exciting and prolific weeks of my life. I just hung out most days and ended up getting free tattoos quite often. If my shit didn't get stolen I'd probably still be out there.
I have no immediate family that I either a) trust b) care about or c) would even take me in for a single night. I live in NY and it's very expensive, but like I said I'm optimistic just really stuck on what moves to make at this point. I'm waiting for some mail here since I lost my p.o. box key and don't have 37 dollars to get another, or a license to get my mail at the desk.
Anyone been in any kind of similar situation? I'm not really feeling any kind of emotional ills as I divorced myself from loving these people along time ago, it was merely an obligatory act on her part to insist I live with her - just as it was obligatory that I give her something like 1200 dollars so she can pay her stupid rent which is FAR beyond her means and she refuses to accept. This is why I have no savings.
Any ideas are appreciated and I hope everyone here at the dark side is on their way up this stupid holiday season. I know how shit things can be especially this time of year. If it were warm out I'd be sleeping on the beach all night and biking to work. Did I mention this business cost me my job? No great lost they're a dime a dozen, but still. I have about 350 dollars to my name assuming I find a way to get this check.
I've been staying with my alcoholic mother on and off for a few years. She has insane rage issues and spends FAR beyond her means, and a propensity to blame me for every one of her problems. She grew up in a loveless household and then married a man she didn't love having two children in order to 'make' someone to love if you will, she admitted this to me a few years back. Selfish I know, but I'm not harping on that.
I had been working at a tolerable job making good money and giving her 80 percent of my pay checks for the past 2.5 months. Two weeks ago it came to a boiling point and she woke me up out of a nightmare screaming at me waving my check in her hand that had just come in the mail. I'm a pretty passive person and try to take the high road in situations like this dealing with the pain in other healthier ways, but this time I just snapped. I said everything on my mind, she grabbed my arms and slapped me. That was it. I packed my shit and spent a week sleeping on the street leaving most of my possessions with a friend.
I had my bike/backpack/medicine stolen while sleeping, I ended up in the psych ward after overexerting myself biking and walking all night/day to keep warm, and merely used it for a place to stay.
She picked me up last friday and apparently found the police report I had made out in which I specifically told the heat NOT TO BOTHER HER.
She drinks 12-16 expensive beers a day and I've been sober like a month or something and she told me I needed to find a rehab WITH NO INSURANCE and NO DRUG PROBLEM. I explained to her that no detox is going to take a sober person, especially one without insurance. Oh yeah, I have to apply for medicaid but my last paycheck is stuck 40 minutes drive away and I've no money to take the bus to get it, nor a license to use to apply since she wrote out a bad check for 12 dollars to get it replaced 2 months ago and they suspended it in lieu of a pending 70 dollar charge. The license was in my bag when it was stolen, but I still have my birth certificate and SS card etc. The bank I go to can still cash it if I find a way to get my check, which I have to.
I've decided on trying a shelter in a town east of here, it's a pretty ritzy area so I don't really feel worried. I'm more concerned about what to do after that. I have a good resume, references, the ability and drive to work, and aside from all that crap that's happened it was one of the more exciting and prolific weeks of my life. I just hung out most days and ended up getting free tattoos quite often. If my shit didn't get stolen I'd probably still be out there.
I have no immediate family that I either a) trust b) care about or c) would even take me in for a single night. I live in NY and it's very expensive, but like I said I'm optimistic just really stuck on what moves to make at this point. I'm waiting for some mail here since I lost my p.o. box key and don't have 37 dollars to get another, or a license to get my mail at the desk.
Anyone been in any kind of similar situation? I'm not really feeling any kind of emotional ills as I divorced myself from loving these people along time ago, it was merely an obligatory act on her part to insist I live with her - just as it was obligatory that I give her something like 1200 dollars so she can pay her stupid rent which is FAR beyond her means and she refuses to accept. This is why I have no savings.
Any ideas are appreciated and I hope everyone here at the dark side is on their way up this stupid holiday season. I know how shit things can be especially this time of year. If it were warm out I'd be sleeping on the beach all night and biking to work. Did I mention this business cost me my job? No great lost they're a dime a dozen, but still. I have about 350 dollars to my name assuming I find a way to get this check.


