This feels weird, I'm not usually one to eagerly share my situation and feelings and so on.

Ahem, so.
For a while it seemed my life was improving at a breakneck-speed, I had figured out what I want to do as far as jobs go, I was hopeful that I'd get into school, and when it came to basic needs, money wasn't an issue for once.

Then things started going wrong without a warning.

Roommate and I have been best friends for years, she's been on a pension for reasons I'm not going into here, but she really needs it. She's going to start academy soon and had to renew her pension, but there was a month wait for an appointment and she couldn't get a doctor's note soon enough.
Now we've been thrown into a chaotic mess of trying to pay bills and feed ourselves and the cats, both of our mental healths crumbling back to where we started.
She can't even afford the medication that keeps her alert and capable of doing things, so she's tried to substitute coffee, which helps a bit but not enough.

I didn't get into school, so I tried to get into a program, essentially still school, which is supposed to help schmucks like me to get into school, but so far no success.

My anxiety had eased up greatly, but now it's back in full force and I'm tired all day everyday, just getting chores done is a challenge.
I have flashbacks again and they're keeping me awake or manifest as nightmares.
I still remember how energetic I was two weeks ago.

There is a silver line to this cloud, I have a mental health contact. I don't need to go through the hassle of getting one, I just need to go to my appointment and lay down the new situation.
Maybe they'll want me to go there more often and raise my dosage, whatever helps.

All in all, even if we manage to solve this okay, we'll still be crazy messes afterwards and our budget will be a nightmare to fix again. Bleagh.