I live with my youngest son and his husband. I'm on SSDI and can't afford to live on my own, nor should I for safety's sake. It's a good arrangement, I have my own space and the run of the house. I pay rent each month and buy coffee and toilet paper for the house, also occasionally buy milk and food for a few meals. My son-in-law's mother is also BP and lives here...she denies it but we all know. She and I get along amazingly well for people who are as different as we are. There's some drama in the house---let's face it, there are two gay men and two bipolar moms!---but we do pretty well after all.