Plans are being made to get out. Even though I'm still unemployed.

Do you know what the worst part is?

I brought my girlfriend into this household to escape an abusive environment. She has been raped, degraded, brutalized and then threatened to be murdered, and mistreated by everyone in her life but me. And I brought her here to find a better life. To create a future for herself. Now her housecat who has helped her battle depression is going to be euthanized, or left out in the wild over the winter and will probably die from the cold. She has been forced to give up her dreams to become an educator for young children. She's 21 and has never owned a car before, and could only find a retail job which only offers four hours a week. We've filed for section 8 housing but that takes eight years. I cannot even file for section 8 myself since you need to be employed in order to be eligible.

Now she wants to kill herself along side me. Because death would be a safe release from homelessness.
It was my fault for bringing her here to try to help her. I guess the proverb is true. Hell is paved in good intentions. What have I done?