I always feel like I'm taking two steps foreward, one step back.

So I get called into the Housing office and they regretfully inform me that they will not under any circumstances renew my lease as the owner wants to lease to relatives....so in 10 days time me and the kids are officially homeless. Ever heard of getting kicked out of a safe house? When I went crazy the other day and near landed in the nut house over all of this, everyone told me to put it to the back of my mind as I cant get kicked out of a safe house....well it seems I can and I am.

I have hit those real estates twice a week since I moved in to no avail and now the time bomb ticks.

The "madness" stuck when they told me. All I wanted was a drink. Had thought of every elaborate plan to get the kids out of the house so I could go and get wasted. I cried and yelled and screamed. J came over and stayed with me all night refusing to even let me leave the house until the "madness" was gone.

I'm not sure where I am right now....or where I'm headed. My soberiety I am taking an hour at a time at best...but I'm still here and still sober.

Here's hopin for some cheerier news next time.

Cheers