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how many people still live with their parents? or homeless or???

I will look into the Indian loan, thank you. I've never heard of it, so good looking out, you guys.

My husband says it is five **5** payments behind. He does the money. I don't even have an ATM card. Strictly cash when needed. He doesn't know how he could have missed five payments in the last two years, and that they seem to be messing with us but they have dates we don't have records for. He's 65. He is good with bills and much better with money than I am. I know this because after 33 years, I've seen him handle finances and I've seen him leave the finances to me. He is better. We try to do it together about once a year. After all these years of trying, we never became syncopated to speak money.

While I was still getting unemployment we were able to get by. All our bills got paid. They cut off my unemployment, even though I got a letter stating I have an extension worth 6k. Every time I file for it, they deny it. It was awarded to me but cannot be disbursed because of something California did that screwed it up for me, and a lot of other people. We became unexpectedly, immediately, without income whatsoever.

That's when we really started suffering. The kids came home and have been helping to pay the bills. I'm trying to get a new career off the ground. Everybody is doing all they can.

Our nice five bedroom three bathroom home, the people that live inside it... we created this whole world of ours. It's a big family with a lot of love and a lack of money. If it had not been for the nights then-boyfriend and I spent, 34 years ago, in the back of his van up in the Angeles Crest mountains, parked in a dark turnout, none of this world would be. It wouldn't exist. We were young and we liked to touch, and out of that basic impulse, we grew a world up around us.

If I'm going back to square one, then so be it. I'm going with the same guy I started there with in the first place.

every little thing, gonna be alright....
 
26. moved out when i was 24 and was living on my own which was cool n shit but when your working a minimum wage job it has the tendency to make you break down if you have my mind.

so ive moved back in with my dad off the drugs (benzos/heroin/ketamine+ whatever else i could get) but am suffering horrific anxiety n depression, makes me feel like giving in when i think about my future and just how long i will be living at my dads. I swear working on a minimum wage job when your smart, have alot of work experience in better paid jobs and but sadly just took a few wrong choices (drugs) i swear working actually makes my mental health worse. I just feel that theres a generation let down by our government (uk).
 
There are several generations let down by the U.S. Don't be too hard on yourself. You're still young, and that means you still have a lot of unseen opportunities that will present themselves when the time is right, throughout your life.

Only people with a lot of money don't go through what we go through, as far as having to worry about where we will find shelter. If I had more than enough money, I would for sure save my house. I wouldn't worry because if I had a lot of money, I could just get a hotel room every night, right?

If I had a LOT LOT of money, I would buy houses for my four kids so they wouldn't have to worry about having a roof over their head. Protection from the elements, right? That's all we basically need. To be out of the hot or the cold or the wet? That's important. If you are getting protection from the weather, then don't worry. I hope a better job opens up for you soon.

I'm still looking for work. If I hadn't been laid off, we never would have found ourselves in this predicament. I can't find another job, and I've applied at every stinking place around me for 20 miles, not to mention every school district in the state of California. All the interviews I've had were cattle call interviews with 20 or 30 people, sometimes more, trying for the same position.

I'm retraining as a displaced worker, I'm getting a new skill set, and I'm hoping I get hired somewhere. Training won't be over for another month..... AFTER the deadline the mortgage company has come up with, unfortunately. Of course there's no guarantee that my training will land me a job. At least maybe I will be more marketable. If I don't find a job, I'll simply be homeless, with a degree, a teaching credential, a pharmacy license, plenty of skills, plenty of desire to go to work, nonetheless, homeless.

Or maybe I'll live in a camper with my old man and just gypsy the fnck out. I have to wait and see what the future is going to bring.
 
back at home with my parents after having lived with my ex fiance for a year+

but ive done almost everything, lived with my parents, hotel room for a bit, lived with my girls parents, couch surfed, luckily was never homeless or slept at a shelter tho
 
ugly said:
I will look into the Indian loan, thank you. I've never heard of it, so good looking out, you guys.

My husband says it is five **5** payments behind. He does the money. I don't even have an ATM card. Strictly cash when needed. He doesn't know how he could have missed five payments in the last two years, and that they seem to be messing with us but they have dates we don't have records for. He's 65. He is good with bills and much better with money than I am. I know this because after 33 years, I've seen him handle finances and I've seen him leave the finances to me. He is better. We try to do it together about once a year. After all these years of trying, we never became syncopated to speak money.

While I was still getting unemployment we were able to get by. All our bills got paid. They cut off my unemployment, even though I got a letter stating I have an extension worth 6k. Every time I file for it, they deny it. It was awarded to me but cannot be disbursed because of something California did that screwed it up for me, and a lot of other people. We became unexpectedly, immediately, without income whatsoever.

That's when we really started suffering. The kids came home and have been helping to pay the bills. I'm trying to get a new career off the ground. Everybody is doing all they can.

Our nice five bedroom three bathroom home, the people that live inside it... we created this whole world of ours. It's a big family with a lot of love and a lack of money. If it had not been for the nights then-boyfriend and I spent, 34 years ago, in the back of his van up in the Angeles Crest mountains, parked in a dark turnout, none of this world would be. It wouldn't exist. We were young and we liked to touch, and out of that basic impulse, we grew a world up around us.

If I'm going back to square one, then so be it. I'm going with the same guy I started there with in the first place.

every little thing, gonna be alright....
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Wow I just got out of the hospital cuz I was jumped by two other homeless people in the Walmart parking lot cuz they wanted my car. They got it and I got my ass beat bad. I spent 4 nice days in the hospital and they gave me a week voucher for the motel 6 to get better. This thread kind of got off topic while I was in the hospital huh? It could be much worse for you "ugly" if not for my cousin letting me borrow her old laptop I would be stuck in this crappy hotel room with just a fuzzy 13 inch tv. But I only have 4 days left before I have to leave. One of the old people I work for said I could sleep in his garage till I get my car back. I'm trying to look on the bright side just so I don't go jump off a bridge. His garage is nicer than this hotel room by far. That's something to look forward to for me. I just know he's going to want me to do extra work around his house for rent.
 
Just do the work man, it's worth it. Better than living out side, ask him for chores (real ones). And he will probably cover some of your meals there, and shelter! Just don't be a scum, be trust worthy and nice. Good luck to you man, and fuck those bums.
 
My parents got divorced when I was 14. I was sent to a boarding school and both parents made it very clear that I would do well academically and compete for scholarships. I didn't want to be around either one of them so I did well in school and did college on scholarships mostly too. But it was a different world back then.
I fear being dependent on anyone, am pretty much a miser, always had 2, sometimes 3 jobs but now I'm too tired and old so 1 job is plenty and I'm grateful to have it.
My son did some back and forth a bit but he has done his own thing for the most part.
Right now it's a mean world out there.
Best of luck to all.
-izzy
 
ugly said:
I related earlier how our kids live with us. Well, my husband just til me that he missed a few houses payments in the last year and we have to come up with six thousand dollars by October 31 or we lose the house and as a condition of our bankruptcy, we will then lose our cars and everything we own. We will walk away with the clothes on our back. The kids are scrambling to find shelter and we are wondering why life's randomness is holding us down and torturing us.

We we not ever notified that we missed a payment. The bankruptcy lawyers and the mortgage company kept that info to themselves until it was too late for us to do anything about it. The lawyers know quite well how hard we have worked to make sure every bankruptcy payment was on time even though we suffered such a drastic income reduction.

It rains on the just and the unjust. The Lord giveth, and He taketh away. I'm wondering how I will cope with this.
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The only peoples fault it is that we are all struggling like this and shit, and those PEOPLE are the global elite/bankers.. I remember life b4 2008 was MUCH better for me, my family and mostly everyone I know.. These damn global elite guys are basically putting America on a decline into a 3rd world type country where we alll work as slaves.. They basically want a society like China's to be the dominate type of society in the world and America a like
 
I'm living at ny GF's grandma's house. Her grandma doesnt even live here. It's her old house she where all the losers and junkies in the family crash.

So we're here with 2 junkies (her aunt and uncle), her cousin (actually has it together somewhat) and me and my gf (employed through a temp agency for another month).

It's fucking brutal. but living with 50 year old junkies who still live at their moms house is a little motivating.
 
I just turned 22 and am still living with my parents and attending college. I really enjoy it here...free food and shelter, plus i love them bunches. They let me smoke marijuana up in my room also so that's cool.

We will see where i am at though in a couple of years when i try to make it in the real world.
 
Ive been staying with my parents since Saturday due to hurricane sandy. I tried to see it as a vacation but its more like a psych ward. I cant wait to get back to my apt this Friday.
 
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