T-minus 6 days until I age up once more. Boring age, the only thing I'll do is enrol to vote (which I could do now anyway if I wanted to), but it does mean I'm almost at less than a year until I become an adult which is really terrifying, although I guess somewhat good
I've spent so fucking long just trying to figure out how to make it to tomorrow that trying to make actual plans on how I'm meant to live, and what I'm meant to do with my life is scary and foreign and makes no sense. I did receive permission to stay at my current place past 18 (they only do that on a case by case basis - the standard is you get kicked out the day before you turn 18). But that's not an indefinite offer. I'll get at most a year before they really will just boot me out the door
I actually do have a rough idea of what I want to do by the end of my life, but it's the ~8 years between moving out and being able to begin my plans I don't know what to do with. I've got some things happening work wise, but nothing consistent and reliable so I guess that's the first thing I need to tackle.
I did find out that there are actually options for when I move out/get kicked out, though. There's various community housing organisations focussed specifically on people exiting care which I can use. I'm also on the NDIS so that can help with a limited number of things too. My old plan was that I was going to save up enough money to buy a car, and then I was just going to live in that because I genuinely thought I was just going to be homeless.
And to be depressingly honest, although I've been thinking about this since I entered care when I was 11, I didn't really think I was going to be alive by my 18th birthday for most of those years. It's only really after moving into lead tenant I've started to think that life isn't so bad, and maybe I can do it every day for the next 60 years