Why is it right when you think everything is going to be ok. Something happens that really turns your world upside down? Last May I got a phone call that I needed to go see my Dad. He was in the hospital! So I packed a few things and off I go and when I got to the hospital I find my Dad in really bad shape, I knew he was dying even though no one would say so. My Mother had been sick for many years and past away in 96, and I thought that was difficult having to care for her knowing she was going to die within a couple of years. But seeing my Dad who only 6 months before was 190lbs was now 116lbs was so devastating I wasn't sure if I could handle it. Since I live about 230 miles away from him, I went to visit him every week for 2 days for 6 weeks. After I saw him the first time, when I got home I was even in more shock, the man I have been with for 8 years had sold items that belonged to me. I could not and still don't understand what happened. After my secound trip to visit my Dad, I was beatin up by his 2 daus that I helped raise. They are now 23 and 20 yrs old! I did nothing wrong for them to do this to me. I called the police and filed a report and the D.A. just now put out a warrant on the 2 girls. And during the trips to see my Dad and going to the funeral service. I had to go with my face severly bruised. And when I was home I was left by myself all day and most of the night. I have been living in my home behind locked doors and going no where. Here I thought this man loved me, I would cry telling him I really needed him, he would hug me and off he would go. My brother who was worried about me came to stay for a month so I wasn't alone. He couldn't believe how I was being treated and it was very difficult for him to watch me be in so much pain. Then one night I was served with a paper saying my Brother and I had 60 days to get out. My brother left but since neither him or I really have no place to go I stayed behind. I've asked this man that I thought we were going to be spending the rest of out lives together why? Why are you doing this to me? He tells me he loves me we have cried together and the reason for me having to leave is because his 23 yr old dau. wants to move back in. And his father is putting pressure on him to get me out. I just don't get it! Until one night I got a call saying he had been arrested for drugs. And believe me I never saw that one coming. I honestly was starting to believe he was seeing someone else. But somehow I'm being blamed and I don't know why. His family has never had anything to do with me, they don't know me at all. I guess the love he has for his drug is stronger than the love he says he has for me. I'll be 53 soon and to have to start over again scares the hell out of me. I haven't worked in 9 yrs, I have no money , no car. I have a housefull of furniture that I had when I moved in. So now I'll be moving in with my oldest dau. and her husband and 5 kids who themselves are struggling. I don't want to be a added burdon on them or anyone else for that matter. I feel like I have been to hell and back these last few months. And can only hope and pray some how , some way I can be able to get up on my own two feet once again. Thank you to everyone who reads this post and when you say your prayers say one for me.