I was basically homeless for 3 years, Now we have to move again not renewing lease. I have no money saved and am exhausted from moving my whole life. We have never had a home to call our own. I am to old and to tired to do this again. I am terrified I will end up back in and out of motels. My son is 22 and I cannot get him to do anything for hisself. no job no fiends no gf. I worry about him constantly. I do not know what happen there. He is so skinny and white, he is not on drugs but has isolated so long I think he is paranoid. All the moving I can't take it Y can't we catch a break. I can't take anymore. I am going to a place this week that is basically a shole! I do not care, i just want to be somewhere. Help! I have lost hope in living anymore, I have a husband but this has destroyed us. Its like a rollar coaster you cannot get off of.
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