It has been a long time since I’ve posted anything on here asking for advice but I am just about desperate. Truthfully I don’t even know why I’m doing this. Maybe I need support or something idk. Quick to the point; I’m 23 years old, I’m in college still, I have a part time job but it’s crappy. I’m single and I guess you can say a “closeted bisexual” (I usually don’t label my sexuality but for the sake of helping you understand, I will). I use to have a lot of problems with my mother, about 3 years ago. At the time I was starting out a new relationship and a virgin, her and I would have problems surrounding my boyfriend and the relationship between him and I. That resulted in me abruptly leaving (after an argument between her and I) and staying with my then boyfriend’s mom, exactly a year later, him and I got our first apartment together. Fast forward to now and I broke up with that guy (cheating, lying, manipulation) but we still lived together to carry out the lease. On Valentine’s Day he sexually assaulted me and I left the apartment as a result and returned back to my mom. Since then, things have been rocky. My ex and I shared a small dog, the night I left the apartment I took her with me because I was emotional attached and I know I probably was never going to see her again. In addition to the dog, my mother and I have been having several crucial problems. I feel like I am trying to do everything I can to make her happy and pleased. But nothing seems to be working. Living there seems to be messing with my mental health. I can’t find another apartment because my ex and I broke the lease and I’m paying for it and I have no one else to stay by. In addition, I’ve done this all before and I feel stuck. Like I’m literally back at square one and I don’t know what to do. If you can’t give me any advice or support please tell me how any of you combated the relationship with your mother, as well as being under her roof, as well as having the confidence/courage to be yourself without caring. I have a 15yo sister and I wanna set the best example for her but I feel like I fail every time. I love my mother dearly but I feel so broken, hurt, crushed, discouraged, and all other synonyms of the previous adjectives. My intentions weren’t for it to be this long. Sorry. 😔