Unlike what we were trying to hope for... there is no hope. The house is gone and at the end of the month, pretty much, so will we. It almost feels like the time that we were moving to fontana being dragged by our parents but this time we are all being dragged out. I kind of wish they hadn't lost it but times were hard and dad didn't have a job for half of the year. Now, they have to rent and restore their credit so they can try and buy another. And the sucky thing is that all the pressure of paper work calling people doing something is all on my back. I am the one that has to do it and it's not my responsibility. Well that was what my therapist told me 3 years to do. So stop babying my parents and let them deal with the issues but if I don't do anything they wont either. man, I sometimes wonder the in the hell did they survive before without me doing a lot of their crap.
But, I know in a weird way I am appreciated but still it sucks at times.
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