Ellendra Nauriel wrote:Every time I try to type here, it ends up as a rant. My family is toxic. I'm not legally allowed to live on my farm until there's an actual non-mobile non-tiny house there, and I can't afford rent, so my options are a bit limited. (Wish I'd known about the legal quirks before buying, but I didn't know such restrictions were even possible on land that's THAT far from any city.)
Every day I get a teensy bit closer to making my escape. This year was harder, because there was literally no solitude. I couldn't even drive out to the farm alone, because dad would insist I needed his "help", and Mom would beg me to get him out of the house for a few hours.
If you've ever had to deal with toxic people, you know that it's important they not learn how close you are to dumping them. Hard to do with them looking over your shoulder 24/7.
Someone I know got a shipping container for a permanent structure on their land for the same purpose, if that helps. He got a porta potty too because the county didn't like his out house where he's located in Crystal River, FL.
