Me to escape this nightmare apartment

Hi. You might know me from elsewhere online under the screenname 'Ghoul King'. If you do, you've possibly already noticed me becoming less and less active online in the last 5-6 years, and I imagine you likely shrugged it off as my enthusiasm waning or some such.

Alas, no. The issue is that I got off the street by virtue of moving into an apartment complex that has proven to be plagued by myriad issues, collectively of such severity that I have at times legitimately wondered if I'd have been better off remaining homeless. Coping with and trying to resolve these issues has been an increasing drain on my time and energy, with this both cloaked by and exacerbated by my existing medical issues that were a large part of why I ended up homeless in the first place; it's only in the last couple years that I became confident the root issue here was indeed my apartment conditions.

As a concrete example, I've mentioned elsewhere online that at one point I fell and partially dislocated my shoulder; what I have not laid out previously was why this came about. Management wanted me out of my then-current apartment so they could try to do work on it, and pushed for me to move into a different apartment; I did so for my own reasons, only to discover that my Nice New Apartment with a noticeably higher rent than my previous apartment had two severe problems: the hot water faucet in the bathtub could not actually be turned off, and the drainage in the tub was bad enough this would inevitably result in it overflowing. Management was called, and I was directed to turn the water off and on as necessary via a valve in the cabinets above the kitchen sink until they could have a plumber do something more permanent.

Inevitably, the valve developed a leak in the ensuing months, becoming a 24/7 flood of water raining down from the cabinets, turning the process of managing the bathtub situation a perpetual slipping hazard. Thus, issues present the day I moved in -plus management's response to the situation- lead several months later to me taking my injurious spill. I hope I don't have to spell out how harmful to my functionality such an injury was. It's also far from the only example of management leaving issues to fester, but I'm not here to take them to task, just to make it clear that these are problems I need to escape because they're endemic to here.

Unfortunately, moving is expensive at the best of times; I'd like to simply bail to a hopefully-better apartment, but my entire time in these apartments has been something of a tightrope where getting through the month covering the essentials is not simply a given, once again in part due to the atrocious apartment conditions. I don't have the funds to spare to pick up and leave. (Just first month's rent plus last month's rent is all but guaranteed to demand over a thousand dollars...) I've investigated programs for aid in moving, but I don't appear to qualify; I'm not behind on rent, or recently lost my job, or otherwise suffered a specific event such programs recognize as a hardship. I'm just perpetually struggling to make ends meet under these conditions such that a move is too expensive for me to cover, which as far as I can tell isn't adequate for such programs.

I'm also not willing to take any of what little furniture I have; bedbugs have been a constant problem in these apartments, and I'd rather not help them spread if I can avoid it. So that's another expense in moving, beyond needing to cover travel expenses and all the costs of signing on to a new apartment.

So that's all why I'm here, hoping random internet strangers will be collectively kind enough to fund my escape to better conditions.

Thank you for your patience and understanding.

Oh, and if you're wondering why I have a sad heart/note symbol instead of a picture of myself; I'd rather not risk having a local (Such as management) stumble upon this and decide to create trouble for me. It seems distressingly plausible a scenario, given some of the stuff I've seen in my years here.