The last couple years have been a whirlwind of hell for me. Leaving one job to move to a town I didn't want to live in to take care of someone I didn't want to live with. Then I ended up taking a job I hated, and living in a house that was falling apart, and had no bedroom door. Needless to say I was not happy. Then when the person that I was there to help out was taken ill, I had to take time off to take care of her, and subsequently lost my job. From there we moved because we lost the house, we moved into a trailer, and then moved towns in the trailer and am now in an apartment. My relationship is rocky to non-existant, and I'm just not happy in general. But thanks to the friends I've made here, I'm a little better, but I need major change to happen.
*update as of 7-28*
The relationship is over, I was kicked out by his mother. He didn't even ask if I wanted him to come with me, or convince her not to kick me out. I am in some ways glad, but also very hurt about the way it all happened. I do miss him sometimes, but I know it's that I miss parts of the relationship and parts of him, but not enough to keep trying to revive something that died a while ago