I chose not to attend the Masters in Social Work program in Baltimore, and I stand by that decision. Starting this March would have been the time, but it's not the right path for me. I have clarity on my learning objectives and career aspirations, and I'm very close to achieving my goals. However, I've hit a significant obstacle just before the finish line, coinciding with instability in my personal life. I'm facing potential homelessness due to my own emotional barriers. While Sue has offered her home, I feel like a burden. My stay with Sophia ended due to visitor limitations. Susan has offered her basement, but I feel uneasy about it. Guilt and shame are major struggles right now. I want no contact with my mother. I'm also relapsing into a video game addiction from a decade ago, which she triggered. I've been avoiding her and am close to blocking her. Her threat to report me as a missing person doesn't feel like genuine concern but rather an attempt to control me, as it always has been. I see her as a helicopter parent, and at 24, that behavior is tiresome and feels like harassment. I'm setting firm boundaries with her.