So I moved to Austin due to going to my 4th rehab and ended up in sober living here . I have major drug addiction issues and I'm bi polar with depression.  I have beenn in sober living for a bit and relapsed recently . I thought austin would be better than san antonio but it actually sucks I have all these friends I wanted so bad growing up but there all fake. I wanna move back to San antonio and planned to visit m that's when I get a call my good friend died . He was fucking 19 and just had a kid. He was so you and such a bright loving soul. Seeing his body was so horrible like he was just gone that fast. I hate this life I want to be back with my loved ones but my mom's clinically insane and hates us and I'm stuck here. I'm giving up I really am