My ex BF demanded I come out of the closet if he were to remain with me. So I did. Then we broke up and he trashed my apartment.
Then I had my first chance to sleep with a woman and realized I was 10,000% bisexual. Then I had to come out a 2nd time.
I got back together with my ex BF. He asked me to move in with him. So I moved out of my low income housing that took me 2 years to secure (rent was 30% of my income and I was paying like 40 bucks a month to live there). A month goes by and he said he didn't love me anymore and told me to move out. My car had broken down as well so I moved back to my parents place.
Hard times... well I guess that's every time now isn't it?
Build a basement and rent it to me. Clearly that is what I am destined for.
Such is life.