my mother and i have a fabulous relationship. i'm 22 and ever since birth i've been living with her. to make a long story short... My mother ha always had a career all doing the time until i was in 10th grade. she began to slip, after losing her job she fell into drugs. she got involved with an old bo, who didnt help but hindered her. i graduated high school and started college. exactly the last day of my freshman year, i came home to find we were being evicted. my grandmother and aunt came over to help pack, i moved in with them and my mother went god knows where. over 2 years i continued school and eventually moved out of town to a university. my mother got better and attended rehab during this time. during my summer vacy home, she had ended her stint in rehab and was looking for a home. she couldnt do it without me, so i stopped going to school and took on two jobs to support us in our new apartment. i'm a year away from my b.a. and ive decided this january 2010, to finish. weve been living in our new place for over a year, ive been paying for all the bills and giving her money, having non for myself. i dont mind helping my mother, because she is trying to find a job. but finding a job is so hard now, that she's been going though it. im trying to stay strong, until the day i can live how i was and how i want. i absolutely dont helping my mother, but i feel very pressured, between paying for admission fees to get back into school, my phone bill, her phone bill, internet bill, i'm trying to get a new bed.etc. its amazing weve made it so far. i'm trying to stay strong, she just left for her 25th interview and i hope the 25th time is the charm. i welcome thoughts and comments
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