No faith in my ability to adapt to and cope with changing circumstances. I think it’s down to low self belief and an Aspergic antipathy towards change.
Even with the stated offer of support, and assurances that they wouldn’t let it happen, I’m constantly wracked with anxiety and fearful of ending up in a complete mess and homeless.
It doesn’t help that this place is a disorganised mess and I can’t see how everything is going to be sorted for a move.
It’s hard for me to put myself in other people’s shoes who have said they’ll help, and realise that because I can’t get a handle on things it doesn’t mean they’re the same.
Are you going to have to move, then? Or is this just an idea that is worrying at you?
At the beginning of every semester, I know I can’t do it. Staying on track for all of my classes, taking all of those tests, writing all of those papers - it’s impossible and there is no way I won’t fail. I just drag myself to class and listen in despair to the professors and slog along. And somehow, I get through it.
You’ll get through it. Your family won’t let you be homeless. One way or another, you’ll come out on the other side.
Block of flats is being demolished. Probably within the next year or so. The trouble is I think of my own incompetence in such matters and then think others will be the same.
Maybe this could be a good opportunity to sort of cleanse your belongings, get rid of the unnecessary, a fresh start? I have found that to be the case with moves before. Especially when there was a lot I had to leave behind, or throw away. It forced me to get organized and then I was able to relax with a clearer head afterwards. I hope everything goes ok and I wish you well.
Such a big change would be daunting to me too. Hopefully you can get support through the process. Take it one step at a time. Don’t be afraid to tell them what you need.