Daughter is on the streets again. Lost her job, lost her 2nd roommate (within 2 months). My mom has been giving her the rent money, mainly just trying to keep her indoors and not in our houses, but even that didn't work. Her slothing around, tempers and ickyness were too much for both of the people she stayed with. And this last month mom gave her the money and she didn't pay her roommate. Then she shacked up with some guy at a hotel and stole $1500 dollars from him. Within 24 hours she had spent some of it, rented a hotel, and had it stolen from her. So. Now she wants to move back with us. Denied that, we are horrible people. Do we want her out sleeping with people for a place to stay? Do we not care about her? What kind of rotten parents would do something like this to a kid? Who would do this? We've been tortured with phone calls, accusations and horrible things have been said. Even though I know she's trying to defer her own responsibilities and consequences onto us, it still hurts. Bad. None of it feels normal. None of it feels right. No, denying your own child a place in your home doesn't feel good. And when they decide to be reckless, it makes it even harder. But I have other children and us to consider. I feel selfish, though. I'm just so SAD. So very sad. I feel sick. Today I found out that she's been posting ads on Craigslist (and some derivative of), to exchange sex for money. All I had to do was google her phone number and found a slew of ads, local and not, of her. Some had her own pictures, some had someone who looked like her. The most recent one was for August 1st when she got kicked out. My... hopefulness factor has just pretty much sunk to an all time low. Maybe I'm in shock, but I pretty much figure her dead, and me having to bury her sometime in the next few years. She has no drive to create a future. None. She's living as if she will die. She wants to die. And there's nothing I can do besides pray. There is no help. None. When people say "call the police if someone is suicidal" -- doesn't work. I live in a "progressive" city of political-correctness and the mental health system is for poo. I'm just venting, I guess. I'm so tired of the helplessness. Of watching the shell of a loved one degrade and abuse themselves. It is heart wrenching.