After all these years, the time for living here has reached it’s end. It’s not by choice either. We’ve been evicted because we can no longer afford to live here. Things have gotten that bad with my family. We’re financially and emotionally unstable. We’ve always been this way and I guess, after all these years, we’ve finally hit a breaking point. Things are worse than ever and now I have to live with my mom. I don’t know where my grandma or cat is going, and honestly, that’s the only two things that even matter to me. As long as they have somewhere to be safe and stay warm, be able to eat and everything, then I’ll ave some piece of mind. 

Right now, I feel so useless and hopeless. I haven’t felt this way in so long, but I can’t help it with this and everything that’s going on with my life. I really thought things were looking up for me this year and then, in the first month, my whole world completely fell.