Three steps forward, two steps back...

[Queen of Poop]

Donna, I am so sorry this light at the end of the tunnel has been extinguished. But fear not, where one thing goes astray, another usually comes along right away. Glad you did not take the drink, but your meds and bed time instead. I send you a big hug and a ton of prayers that you find a place and get the assistance you need.

[krazyaboutkatz]

Donna, I'm sorry to hear this and I hope that everything will work out for you. Lots of prayers and positive thoughts are being sent your way.

[catnapper]

Donna, I am so hurt for you! I wish I had the space to let you come here. Heck, I'd love to do a bartering thing with you -- you live here in exchange for taking care of Cam during the day (Hey, did that get a smile outta you?)

I'm keeping my fingers and toes crossed things turn out well with your meetings and you find a new appartment. Shucks, I miss all your exciting threads about your crack ho neighbor, so maybe you'll get a new one! LOL -- now I hope that got a smile out of ya!

((((HUGS)))))

[cyber-sibes]

Gosh, Donna, what a bummer. She probably shouldn't have said anything to you till she cleared if with her kids, if that's who had the final say. Sorry you are going through even more stress. I'm proud of you for finding another way than to take a drink. It's at times like these that this disease starts "talking", and you kicked it in the teeth! The most important thing you can do each day is stay sober. If that's the only thing you do each day, then you are a success. Will keep praying for you, hon. Maybe next week at SS you will find additional sources of support. HP is lining things up somewhere right now. Don't quit before the miracle. (((hugs)))

[ramanth]

That just stinks. *HUGS*

She doesn't sound like much of a friend.

When we moved out, our rooms got turned into a guest room, a sewing room, and a storage room. There was no such thing as the children's room anymore. No sir.

[Sevaede]

That just stinks. *HUGS*

She doesn't sound like much of a friend.

When we moved out, our rooms got turned into a guest room, a sewing room, and a storage room. There was no such thing as the children's room anymore. No sir.

Indeed. "My" bedroom at my parents house is now a fishing room.

*****HUGS***** Congrats to you for not taking the drink! I am proud of you!!

If need be (and I am not trying to frighten you or anything, I am just saying if this ever happened) and you needed your babies fostered for a while, you know you can PM or email or IM me. I'd offer you a place to stay but I doubt you would want to move down to LA.

[jenluckenbach]

How horrible is that?!?! I sure wish I had answers for you.

[Pembroke_Corgi]

So sorry to hear that!

Is there any chance you could get more hours or ask for a small raise at work that would help with expenses? I hope they can help you at SS.