This is a long story... I moved back from the East Coast in 2004 December and got an apartment in Oregon, close to my job that I transferred to. My parents, at the time, were homeless, so I asked them to move up from California. I eventually bought a house and got them to get their stuff out of storage, so they weren't paying all that in storage fees. They did and I was shocked how much stuff they had. Then this last November, my homeless brother moved in. I agreed to it on the condition that he get a job right away and move out. It's been 3 months now. He finally got a job last week, though. It has been horrible ever since I moved out here and I've spiraled down in alcoholism and depression. I'm going to see a counselor next week, but yesterday morning, I asked my parents to move out. I don't know what they are going to do. Of course, I was depressed and crying all day. I had a break-down in class and that was embarrassing. I don't really have a social network. I don't get out much. There are other issues, too, but I won't discuss them here.

Post edited by: Catroast, at: 2007/02/20 08:20

sounds tough.... i pray for you if i get around to praying at all...

This place sure doesn't get much action does it? Since I last wrote, I have been going to a counselor who has an "Imago Dei" ministry -- that is, Image of God. We were created in that image and we try to cover it in our shame and guilt all our lives. We just have to break through. This has been one hell of a ride and I wouldn't trade it.

hey...im soooo sry about your parents and brother...ill keep you in my prayers!!!!