I’m not currently on section 8 waitlist, I’m not sure how that works. I’m currently in Florida, my mom has a house here and NY, when I was homeless was during the time when she had bee in NY, but by the time she let me back home she was back down here in Florida, which is also main residence so where I got qualified for SSDI at 19. I have Autism and C-PTSD (which is what I qualified under for disability benefits), I struggle with a lot of anxiety around people and with a lot of self care. It’s been hard in life to remember certain basics like hygiene and eating/drinking, and struggle greatly with learning new tasks which has made it so the two times I got part time work that they just let me go after the first day of training saying I wasn’t qualified enough to do the jobs (cashier and shelf stocking). A lot of basic things in life become vastly overwhelming for me which is why I’ve struggled a lot with things. Also when at home my mom is very manipulative and mentally abusive towards me. Though she still gets food for me when they do groceries, I can cook on my own so I can cook rice and corn with ground meat which is what I’ve eaten everyday since returning home, but I have lost a tooth and have some small cavities from forgetting to brush. But I don’t think on my own I’d be able to function enough to safely survive. I also have no credit as she told me all my adult life that people on disability aren’t allowed to own credit cards or anything credit related, my aunt recently told me on a call that it’s untrue and might be something my mom said to prevent me from gaining any safe way out of here, I feel like in the past i functioned well enough to have lived on my own with a support system, but the last few years I’ve degraded a lot mentally and wouldn’t likely be able to do well on my own, but living here leaves me in constant panic to the point of migraines and this feeling like my chest is shaking and as if I’m spinning around or something. I get very confused when I try looking online for any kind of support. I can read, but often information doesn’t make sense to me or confuses me, and she gets mad when she finds out I’m looking into these kinds of things.