Okay, this has very little, if nothing to do with the baby, but I'm going crazy here because of the hormones, so it counts.
About a month ago, I moved into an appartment with 3 gay boys, who were all my friends, and I love them all. But, 2 of them are moving away, and the two people that were supposed to replace them have decided not to move in.
I'm in a very tight financial situation, and I don't know what to do. I'm getting a little bit of money from my mom, and I just started working at Blockbuster, so those are both good.
So, I may be moving again, I'm not sure. Or, finding someone random to move in here. We'll see.
Everyone keeps telling me that everything's gonna work out, and I know they're right, but it doesn't help me to feel any less freaked out about the whole thing.
I hate needing help, relying on other people. Right now, I'm having to do that, and it fucking sucks.