u/abwiwnwkwn

Quick context,

I quickly moved into a fairly poorly kept mobile home in a small town in TX. It was rushed due to last min housing changes, and I never looked for a place before. I didn’t realize how bad the home was until living in it and being like “oh thats not right??” The roof is like bubbling in, the cabinets dont close anymore?? One of the cabinet sides just fell off?? The floor is cheap and scratches at ya, the bathroom is just, hell. There’s supposed to be this little little window to give the house ventilation and it no longer opens???

The landlord was great when I first moved in, provided a washer/dryer that was gross but free, and a fridge. Both didn’t work but she got them fixed for me!

The door is was is scaring me, and when its dark outside on the wall of the home I can see little dots that are showing me the inside of the house.

So anyways, I think the place needs some super TLC. I just cant imagine putting my money into these repairs when I am not looking for a forever home, just somewhere that isn’t dumpy.

How do you break a lease, better yet what would you do??

(23f) After a few years of some on and off with a boyfriend, struggling loudly with mental health and learning I can cope with alcohol. Recently I have crossed the line.

I now live alone. Far away from family and the few friends (one really) from my home town for work. Within my new working career I have faced so many people my age (21-25) and clashed, made friends, lost friends, got too drunk, fucked 1 too many guys that knew another friend. My last 2 years have seemingly been, drink, get some attention, run with it, almost create a bond, freak out (probably drunk) and embarrass myself and lose said friend(s).

Ive known my mental health has been something I cannot win alone. I have been trying to seek support but through my work, and because I am on a small base it is difficult given the 1 provider. There is this AA type of program I was in, but it did very little.

I struggle a lot with anger. Loneliness. Paranoia. I think theres people that know what im thinking sometimes and that theres a camera in my shower. My anxiety is usually at a high threshold while I go through the day.

I recently visited home. Got drunk. Mad that there was a man who really didn’t do anything but talk a little too fast and irritate me. Which turned into “fuck this, fuck you, fuck anyone.” While I tried to leave, my family begged me to stay, and I was offended or just put off? I also dont know.

I apologized the next day. Its been awkward, but this isnt new. Im not me since my new career. I hate where I live, I hate who I am, I don’t enjoy most of the people I am around. I usually just fester on my last relationship and harm myself into believing him and I are meant to be-up until I am around some crowd and can just be in the drunken bliss.

I only know its rock bottom because this time I let my family see how bad its become. I hurt feelings I never dared to touch before.

Do you know anyone dealing with anything similar?
How did they turn out??
What would you do?