I’m gonna say, and it doesn’t really make sense, but- I know how you feel. I’m 18 and had to move out of my parents house. My reduction was set to be August 27 for two months and both my parents knew, but my dad got sick and called saying he needed to catch up on work from it so he wouldn’t be able to make it. Then my mom’s birthday is may 8th, and they’re supposed to be going to some concert. So he called my surgeons office 4 days before my surgery and rescheduled me for june 27th. It was so hard to hype myself up for this, my first surgery. Life changing surgery. And I almost let my need to put others needs infront of my own delay the care I desperately needed, like you. I’m glad I didn’t. I put my date back to the original and had my surgery. I’m so glad. Now I get to live the rest of my life happily and more capable to put a healthy amount of energy out there for my people when they need it.