I sit here in an apartment that isn't even my own at 2:30am, no money in my bank, and with no job wondering how the hell I got here. Not even two weeks ago I had this perfectly stable life. I had a full time job that sucked, yes, but paid the bills. I had an awesome apartment that didn't cost much at all. I had a good group of friends that I could see regularly. I had most of my immediate family close by. For damn sure I had stability and comfort and routine.
And now? Well, I'm staying at my cousin's apartment. I am looking for jobs daily. I am trying to work out getting my new place when I really don't have the money to afford it. I live out of a suitcase. I try to eat fewer meals during the day to save money. My sleep schedule is ridiculously messed up. One day I wake up...[read more]