I don't know if anyone out there can relate to what is going on with me.

I have one child, a son who is 27.

Two years ago against my better judgement we let him and his longtime girlfriend move in with us. This was under the assumption that he was going back to school.

Well she went back to school and he continued to work. After a year she found someone else moved out and he stayed. Then the downfall begins. Later we find out he is addicted OxyContin, probably in part to deal with his depression. Goes to rehab twice. Learns about heroin in there. Steals all or stuff. In August we found him on the bathroom floor barely alive after overdosing. He had aspirated vomit,is deathly ill and spends a month in the hospital. Lost his job this time.

My husband didn't want to put him out on the street, well I didn't either. I was so afraid of him dying. So he has been at our house since September.

He has no money, and no car. At least he isn't buying drugs. He sits around most of the time doing nothing.

He doesn't want to do therapy. He doesn't even want to help his Dad. My Husband is trying to push him into going into the Navy. Nothing is happening.

Seeing him almost die, afraid he might still, watching him waste his life, well of course I am depressed out of my mind.

I can't see myself getting better, under this situation, and I don't see it changing.

So many times I just want out, I feel so hopeless.