Does anyone else feel like they have no where to call home or at least feels like home?
I was living on my own till I lost my job due to depression and couldn't afford it anymore. I stayed with a friend for a few weeks, then went to the couch in my dad's basement. I float back and forth between my friend's and my dad's every few days. My entire life is in bags.
Thanks to depression again, I lost my new job. I worry that I will never have a place to call home.