Hi everyone
I live in a terrible place, a bit of how I came to be here. I lived in a safe place,a place that had access to everything I needed but my home was sold from under me by my greedy criminal sisters they basically stole my inheritance,anyway,I ended up in a low income place in Cecil co. Roommate is a inconsiderate rather selfish person,and she has basically abandoned me here,in the beginning it was a kind offer to help me get out of alliance where the staff were abusive,so I took her offer, I expected her to at least participate somewhat in life here,instead she decided to get wrapped up in her cousins dramas and she basically left me here,,I am alone 99% of the time and it's making me sick,I can't get around,don't know anything about this area,all I know is a significant part of the population here are bigots ,religious nuts!ignorant,assholes ,criminals,conservative bully types who cannot handle differences among people.This neighborhood in its short existence of one year has had break ins,criminals posing as maintenance trying to get into apartments to rob kill rape,someone got shot in building across from mine, another guy was caught shooting at the rental office which happens to be next to this place! There are so many ignorant people.addicts and dealers with escalades renting out here in low income housing.This little cheaply built complex has been in existence barely one year and already I don't feel safe or mentally well enough to survive here,so,I was trying to get more support in group housing,they even had a shrink specializing in my disorder,but get this I'm not a good candidate not because of the program but because of the ignorant people in this community,they feared I may be harassed beaten or hurt being out and about in the surrounding public area. I tried to get back to my old county which is not like this place is but they refused my section 8 appeal. I feel like I live in a pool full of sharks,just because I'm transgender,and creative. Why.why why does this world have to be so fucking mean. I feel hopeless I have tried so hard to cope with my life being ripped apart,I haven't had enough therapy time,my day program only meets two days a week and those two days are very short,counsellors are overworked have no time to help me, my mom recently had a stroke luckily I got her to the hospital and she is ok but my asshole sisters are doing everything to keep me from seeing or talking to her,why I dunno,as my mom calls me secretly.this shit is too much,but the hospital can't help because medical assist won't let them keep me long enough to help me find a way to get a decent home or treatment,they'll just spit me out right back into this hellhole. Nothing will change,my sisters won't show up and try to understand cause they don't care they rip my heart and mind to shreds. Why am I alive for to be hurt again and again,just so when I begin to get better people can ruin my life all over again?
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I'm currently in a situation where I feel trapped. I'm living with my brother and our relationship is difficult at times--so much that I've taken long walks late at night in the heat and cold in order to stop fighting with him. I'm also not getting much assistance with my mental health issues other than free prescriptions, but nothing that addresses the feelings of despair or loneliness.
Unfortunately, the conservative bigots and assholes are everywhere. I try to limit my interactions with them because it only serves to get me more depressed.
Is there any way to find some volunteer work in your area? It may be the way to make contacts that could eventually help you.
I asked the same question at the end of your OP to myself many times. At least for tonight, all I can say is hold on and try to make through until tomorrow. Even if your sisters don't understand, you at least have your mother who will miss you. I hope that you can find some comfort in these words because I was in similar circumstances last year when I overdosed. Just find some way to get past the pain and try to develop a plan for leaving these circumstances that you dread. Good luck to you. 
It's good to see you posting here, in spite of the bad news.
