@Mm80 thank you for your kindness
I feel heartbroken myself, and can't quite get over how I got this far even - made it to 36. I saw the nurse on Friday and told her I'm falling apart lately (more than usual, ha). She had some comforting words for me, and I felt glad I went to the appt after all.
Stopped by the pharmacy I usually go to and spoke with one of the managers (all the staff at this pharmacy are A+), to see if they accept any coupons or GoodRx since I lose Medicaid at the end of this month. He fist bumped me and said "we got this", told me the pharmacy has a hardship program and I'll be able to get my meds for a few bucks. That was a relief! Of course I cried thanking him.
The psychiatrist and case worker, and nurse will all still see me despite having no Medicaid after the month - another relief.
I mustered up the energy to search through any and all inexpensive apartments/rooms/etc in my state, and actually found a 2 room rental on a farm for $900 with all utilities included. They raise chickens and alpacas, and they're LBGQTIA+ friendly.
@voyager, remember when I was day dreaming of living/helping out in an animal sanctuary of some kind? Anyway, they wrote me back and hopefully we get to talk this week.
I'm not exactly having second thoughts about ending my life, I'm still trying to hang on. Why? Well, maybe I
can have some kind of life. If it comes down to it, and I'm unable to work out a new living arrangement, I thankfully have SN.
I truly can't handle the thought of moving back into an abusive environment with my father. I won't put myself through that again. The feelings of being trapped were making me start to panic. I was imagining being at my fathers again, of maybe being sectioned if I told my "care team" yes, I'm actively suicidal. Further alienation, isolation, etc.
Thank you all for the support and love. I'll be keeping you all posted.