Stressed

Well, i knew feeling good wasnt gonna last long.Everyday seems more stressful than the last.I am being run out of my house and mind literley.As if a family of seven wasnt enough for me to worry about ,I just keep adding more and more people.There must be a big neon sign on my house saying open to all.Four -five years ago we took in a guy who had no place to go and was liveing in his camper.We allowed him to live in his camper in our yard.He is provided with heat,electric all uses in our home as well as a home cooked meal everyday.Then a year ago his son was dropped off like a bad habit.He is now 21 years old but mentally about twelve.He had been kicked out by his aunt and had been liveing at a burger king and on the streets.Feeling bad we allowed him to stay with his dad in the camper.My oldest son had a friend who never really had good parents and dureing the kids senior year in high school the mom kicked him out.Since he was always at our home and going on family vacations anyways we let him stay ,expecting him to make up with his mom and go back home after a few weeks.Well, he stayed two years.In that two years he graduated,got his permit and worked.It was a long two years.Since then my oldest has his girlfriend an her brother over at least four days a week.My next sons girlfriend goes to college out of town but moved in on the weekends and on breaks.My daughters new boyfriend got kicked out of his parents house and being adopted has no one else and no place to go....In between all of this my husbands friend also had no place to go so ended up on our couch for over six months until he got a job out of town.Then he quit and thought he was comin back but we said no too many people already.He didnt talk to us for about four months but now shows up every weekend and helps himself to sleeping in our camper while hes in town.When is it enough is enough??? I have always tried helping people and animals all my life.We get an animal dropped every year outside of our house.I have now eight cats and five dogs because of my careing.Over the years I have dropped boxes of food on the porches of people who needed it.Donated tons of clothes and toys...But I have to say I am very tired and stressed at this point.More than once I have thought of just getting in my car and leaveing to never look back to this madhouse we have created...I was always a very hard working person and worked two jobs if needed just to care for my family.Then a bad car crash,left me in constant pain and on ssd.Which isnt much money to be takeing care of so many.Sometimes I feel selfish for just wanting MY family and everyone else to dissappear...But its more a likely situation for me to dissappear amoung all this clutter that my life has become...