This requires a bit of explanation, so bear with me, please...
Right now I'm going through a sort of tough time, I guess? I dropped out of university about 4-5 months back, and I haven't been able to find a job since then. I don't have any serious work experience, so no one really wants to hire me (being visibly transqueer and mentally ill probably doesn't help either). And even though I've been trying to be more careful with my money (I have issues with not being able to say "No" to strangers who ask me for it), I ran out a little while ago. I'm also sort of homeless, since I obviously can't afford a place of my own right now, but a friend I met not long after I dropped out is taking care of me, although I'm not really comfortable with it, since at this point he literally pays for everything and I have no way to contribute. Plus I feel like moving to Connecticut when all of my medical appointments have to happen in Massachusetts was a big factor in how quickly I ran out of cash. I'm also really depressed, which isn't anything new, just a chronic condition for me.
And honestly, none of that really bothers me, except in the vague sense of "wow, this really sucks." I'm actually much more concerned with my body issues right now, because having no money means I've kind of had to put my medical/physical transition on hold. I was getting facial electrolysis for while, but I actually missed my last appointment due to not being able to afford the bus, so now I can't really continue, and I have a debt to pay off before i can even start up again (assuming my previous electrologist is even okay with seeing me anymore, which she might not be). So my facial hair is growing back now, except I can no longer do anything about it, which is kind of a big deal for me because hair has always been a big trigger for my dysphoria, even before I was consciously aware that I was trans. I also really really really want to get SRS, because I have a lot of dysphoria around my junk, but now that whole possibility seems even further removed from my life than ever before. And as much as I don't want to think about it, if nothing changes, I may end up not being able to afford HRT anymore. I have $30 left, which is what I need to cover my meds for another month (I think), but after that I'm kind of screwed.
Being on HRT and getting electrolysis didn't fix all my problems over night, obviously, but they were giving me a sense of progress that made my body feel less like a prison and more like crappy temporary housing. But now I don't even have that, and it's kind of eating me up in side, and exacerbating my dysphoria and my OCD-related body issues unrelated to me being trans. For example, the other day I kind of had an extended moment of craziness, during which I tried to cut a few moles out of my skin with a razor blade, which did not go well, and the results aren't healing very quickly either. And my eating disorder is starting to rear up again, so that's fun. Oh, and I shaved off all my hair, and my eyebrows, and I can't let my eyebrows grow back because I actually feel worse with my eyebrows the way they are than with no eyebrows at all. And to be completely honest, with my current situation and my way of thinking, if I ever have to stop HRT, I will probably kill myself. Or do something very drastic to my body that might end up killing me anyways. Or both.
...I don't really know what I'm trying to ask anymore. I just feel really disgusting and miserable and there's nothing I can do to combat the things that make me feel disgusting, so I don't know what else to do. And I feel really hopeless because I know that if I don't do something my body issues will eventually get to be too much for me to handle anymore. And I really don't want to live with my friend anymore, because I hate being such a burden to him, but I also don't want to go through all of this in a homeless shelter, surrounded by strangers. Because everyone around me seems to think I'm either a crazy man or a sex worker. And I want to avoid dying if I can, if only because I hate making other people sad. But I also can't really talk about these things because that also makes people sad.
So... what I can I do to deal with all of this? I guess that's the question.