I haven't written a blog in awhile mainly due to the fact I have no time or maybe I do and I just like to pretend I do. Anyways my mother and I no longer live in a shelter but now their transitional housing program for women and children who got out of domestic violence situations. Its a big three bedroom apartment which sucks because the one bedroom is empty due to the fact my sister had to go back up to CT to live with my father after the whole eviction thing ): I miss her so much but at least she can finish her senior year without all this drama. Other than that this apartment may be nice and all but living here is hell. So many rules, they treat us like we're dumb, do random inspections all the fucking time! And also they stomp on all of our rights. This is suppose to be a program that helps abused women but they treat us just as bad if not worse than the person we got away from. So because of this I decided to get a job to help get my mother and I out of here. We're just going insane being here... The thing is my mother is still unemployed and my job is giving me fucking shit hours so because of this we're still currently stuck here. I don't know how much longer I can take it though. These people get under your skin... They treat you like you're incompetent, even making every women here go grocery shopping with them because they think we can't do it on our own. I swear to god I'm going to flip shit sooner or later even though I'm trying not to.

