I'm 39. I live in a small trailer with my daughter and grandson. I witnessed the murder of my husband five yrs ago and would have been shot myself had the gun not jammed. I suffer from ptsd and severe depression along with some new diagnosises I'm just learning about through a disability hearing. I was denied. btw. The depression i had before steeming i feel from csa and a very abusive childhood. Our only income is $235 a month and foodstamps. My daughter has begun to hate me because she feels i am a burden to her. We argue a lot and i try to make her understand i am a live in babysitter for her and believe me its hard for me to care for a 3 yr old when i can barely get around. We don't own a car and the bus stop is two blocks away. I can't even pyshicaly make it to the mail box down the street let alone the bus stop. I rarely get to go anywhere. I can't even do therapy anymore because med cab now wants you to prove you can't ride the bus, but i can't get to the doctor to ask for the proof. Its honestly almost madening. I had to go to the er for chest pains the other day and it was the most excitement i have seen in a long while. I sleep sometimes all day just so i don't have to think about how trapped and bored i am. I just wish i could open the door and take off running as fast as i could go.