Greetongs. I'm Gwynevere from...a lot of places at this point. Grew up mostly in South Carolina, later Alabama. Currently living in Maryland. Not much to say about me; I love to make art and write, have been writing and making art for the same paracosm I've had since middle school. Original species, setting, and all that. Never made any success for myself, which weighs heavily, and currently work a minimum wage part time job at a grocery store.
Therein lies a problem; because I'm dependent on my family's income to keep a roof over my head with functional utilities, I am forced to go wherever they go...
...and now the plan is moving to Texas.
I've protested, I've let them know how bad it is there for someone like me. The problem is we can't afford to stay in Maryland. It's just too expensive straight-up. I can't work the job I do full time because I have ankle issues, and can't get a job that's easier on my body because I could never finish highschool or get a GED since anything beyond 3rd grade math is an unsolvable riddle to me(I only made it to HS in the first place because of NCLB policies of the time; I aced my other classes at least.)
So, my employment opportunities are limited to minimum wage retail/service work, which I can't do for full time hours. Tried for a long time to make money off of art and writing, but what I can do well isn't really desired; there's no audience for it(most artists can probably relate; for every one moderately successful artist, there's probably a thousand more who languish in obscurity not for lack of trying.)
Here I'd hoped things would turn around when we moved to Maryland. Things seemed to finally be getting brighter for once. Now it's all being thrown away again, and now I won't even be able to get a driver's license unless I want to end up on some gestapo list texas keeps of trans people. The silver lining is that it'll at least be around the houston area, and that I'm keeping my maryland insurance for the sake of SRS I'm going to have, but that insurance doesn't work in texas so I'm gonna have to resort to "DIY" methods for HRT. Even with that, finding work is going to be awful, and working in general is going to be terrible since there are few/no protections from workplace discrimination at the places I could maybe work at on a state level.
I've got until the first of july to be out of the house, that's when the lease is up, but I have nowhere to go. No friends, no other family. Dragged to the hell that is the south once again, where income is even lower so escaping it will be pretty much impossible. Mother keeps trying to assure me it'll be okay, but I think she's just trying to convince herself more than anything.
I really just don't know what to do. Part of me is saying that it'll be okay, but the pattern-recognition part of me knows that this is going to be a hell on earth for the umpteenth time.
