I really just need to vent, and don’t have anyone to call on. Since January 22,2019 when my baby brother passed nothing has went right. I quit working for a while, and moved back home with my mom in April. Just to take away some of the stress. I got so much on me. Started back working in April as well and been paying bill after bill. It’s sad how irresponsible my mother is. I pay her rent but she still managed to get us evicted... paid a 1000 light bill because she’d rather gamble. My dad is a piece of shit who I can’t depend on and I literally have no friends because most just use me to help them until they’re on their feet. I’ll be homeless as of October 6... while my mother and brother both have somewhere to go I have my car. I’m tired of crying and smiling like shit is okay when ppl come around. I also started back college last week and may have to drop out already 🤦🏽‍♀️🤦🏽‍♀️🤦🏽‍♀️... Most times I just wish my life would have ended when I tried. Ik the day God has a bigger plan but sometimes I wonder what kind of love does he have for me that has me experiencing so much pain.