Hope is Dwindling As I Write

Hello all. The reason for my hope getting worse, is simple. I can't find a therapist, help or even some strand of hope. My past is hefty... There is a lot going on now, even and this is the first time that I've really wanted any help, or even desperately needed it. I have called around to find a therapist. I got a hold of someone willing to help, so I went in for evaluation. The therapist stated, and I will quote, "it would be unethical for me to have you on as a client" she told me that I would specifically have to find a therapist that specializes in DBT and eating disorders, and borderline personality. Now that should be not so complicated, right? WRONG!! I have called a wide range of people.. No one will accept me. With the specifics of a therapist I need, I also have the following restrictions. 1. No car, so bus is only option. Sometimes rides. 2. I am homeless, which is a huge risk for them. 3. I have Medicare. Barely anyone accepts that and deals with the things I need them to. 4. I have no job, but start beauty school in two weeks at night. 5. My mental illness is so severe, and people are wanting to help but can't because of everything that I am involved in. Homeless, jobless, Medicare, and ,etc. How the f do I get help when NO ONE is able to, by law, values, or guidelines? I am getting more frustrated, hopeless, and angry by the minute.