So I have been ready to hit the road for some time now. If I don't I know I will surely lose it!! All my kids are now grown (well let's just say they are over 18 lol) My youngest is special needs and a handful, a very violent and abusive handful, but I love her none the less. I suppose it is her mental illnesses fault to a degree and I'm sure me doing everything to keep her safe her entire life hasn't helped (spoiled or just used to telling me what to do and when and being violent when I did not, not sure). Well recently (after turning 18) my daughter was told that she can do whatever she wants and no one can stop her (by an ombudsman for special needs who thought she was doing the right thing). I am all for special needs people having freedom and independence, but not when it puts them in danger. People have fought so hard to change the way people with special needs were and are treated especially since most used to be institutionalized, that it has gone to the extreme the other way. Now that institutions are closed down and people with schizophrenia, intellectual disabilities and other types of mental illnesses are told they can go and do what they want, most end up in very bad situations and on the streets. I have dealt with her violence and given her every type of help out there since she was little. I have had my nose broke, been bitten, clawed, house torn up, things broken, called to the school several days a week, dealt with police and on and on. Everyone I know that knows her including grandparents and mental health workers have told me that I couldn't continue to keep her in my home because she would kill me. Well I'm still here. Well she met some homeless people through a friend and has decided that this is the life she wants. Her boyfriend is one of them and they choose to be homeless and in a tent. They have family they can go to but prefer the freedom and flying signs. I keep taking her money, food and clothes because I am scared for her. Well come to find out they make more then me and eat way better. Everyone is telling me to stop running every time she asks and I know I need to. I lost my job when she first left because I could not handle the stress of my job and the stress of trying to get her home and days missed looking for her. Oh and my job was working with special needs adults lol I am ready to take my life back, I need to take my life back. I don't even remember "me". I want to trade my car in on a van and just leave and clear my head and enjoy what life is left. I just want to do what makes me happy for once! I will be broke and have to work along the way, but at this point I truly believe this is what I need. I apologize for putting it all out there like this and making this so long, but I just want to find peace and freedom. Take care and stay blessed :heart: