He's Officially Homeless

I don't know what aches more -my heart or my stomach, both both feel sick.

We (his family and friends) have done all we can for him.  We did a lot.  None of it helped enough.  So he's on his own.  I know he's in a drug infested area of Anaheim staying in one of those gross motels that charge by the day.

He asked me to get him an apt. with a psychiatrist to get back on his meds, so I will do that much for him since he has no way of looking up names on the internet.  He does have a phone, I am thankful for that but have to not answer when he calls - he can leave me voice mails and I will decide if I want to call back.

Not much else to say except that this is the hardest thing I've ever been through, and if you know my history, I've been through a lot.

Dear God, please keep him safe.

Peace, Hope and Love, Barbara