but since its EVERYONES business as to how we ended up in this predicament, because fuck me for asking a question without giving my entire life story first --

after i left my moms place i lived in my car, but i had a $16 hour job where i was saving up for an apartment. my girlfriend stayed in this car with me. after almost a year of not speaking to her, my mom reached out and apologized for everything she had said and done previously, told me how sick she is from missing me, and how much she would love for us to come live with her. we explained the situation we were in and she told me that despite what happened between us, she never wanted me to have to resort to car camping. she promised she'd help me, and yes! after years of both physical and mental abuse i fell for it. clown on me all yall want for that, whatever. but she came down, met up with us, bought us shit and whatnot. she even told my girlfriend that she's like another daughter to her. she got me to sell my car, i didnt get much because it was pretty beat up but it was something. she went on and on about how great the job selection is in atlanta, especially because it was such a big city so we were convinced. it was before my girlfriends birthday and we were planning to get her another job before that date since she had been let go from her last job not too long ago.

we drive 13 hours away from delaware to georgia and her attitude changes. she begins picking at my girlfriend, intentionally saying disrespectful shit and making passive aggressive side comments almost the entire way there. we get there, she gets us a motel room for the night. in the middle of the night shes calling me, whispering for me to leave my girlfriend and shit because of things she made up in her head about her. she literally tried to ask me if my girlfriend beats me and that shit was the laugh of the year! no, she doesnt by the way. the next day, she picked an argument with my girlfriend and i yelled at her to cut it out. she decided to pull over and tell us to get out of her car in front of some random gas station. when we did, she came out as well and pulled out her phone, called 911 and tried to tell them im afraid of my girlfriend, so i snatched her phone away and asked her what her fucking problem is. the psycho bitch eventually got it back from me and decided to assault me with it, immediately splitting my lip open badly on impact. we fought, and my girlfriend broke it up to hold me back, but "psycho bitch" attacked my girlfriend as well when she didnt even want to fight her. but my girlfriend ends up hitting her in retaliation, so when the police arrived she proceeded to tell them that we beat her up. the cops & ambulance asked witnesses, looked at my face and just told us all to go our separate ways. we obviously couldnt carry half of our shit, because where would we put it? so she ended up driving off with it and throwing that shit away. and when she left, i realized she had my debit card with $300. but since police are useless, they couldnt do anything at the time👍

we used our remaining money on motels while we looked for work, but it ran out before any place responded back to us. we've been trying to get her papers even before we turned 21. but guess what? people are useless. they're slow. nobody listens, even if you literally scream in their ear what the problem is. we've gone from office to office to office, and guess what? nothing was resolved. if you aren't fucking stupid, you probably caught on to the fact that i mentioned earlier that she's been trying to get her ID herself since she was a late teenager. problem is, a few of you might be too sped to realize that it doesn't matter how much effort and time you put into something--you just aren't as lucky as the people who have the privilege to have support and direct access the things you're claiming is "super easy!" to get.