This is it. We managed to make it float for over 3 months after we were put out. We have struggled to find a stable place to live and a steady job to pay the bills. After doing all we can, we can do no more. We have reached rock bottom. After Thursday morning we will have nowhere to stay, no family to help us, no community programs to prevent us from living out of our vehicle, no income to support us. It's scary and that's all. From where I am right now, there is no hope, there is no maybe we can figure something out, nothing.
The heat here tops out at 100+ degrees every day and we have no air conditioning in the car. We are slowly finding places to store most of our things and giving away others. We still have two dogs, one cat and two guinea pigs. Even though it will be painful, we are working on finding homes for all but one of our dogs. We also have no cell phone. It's amazing how much better I would feel if my phone was at least still working. The city we live in can be dangerous during the day and frightening at night when your windows are down and your car is parked somewhere the cops won't scoot you out from.
Maybe this will be the rock bottom that some people hit before heading back up. Maybe this is it, this is what is left for us. All I know is I'm drowning, way down here at the rock bottom.
