They always tell me they've hit rock bottom, that they've lost everything. I tell them that they should put motivation in their life, and volunteer, or make a plan to quit cigarettes.
They tell me they can't volunteer without a home. It's so much pressure! They tell me that they have no one in their life, and when I'm there for them they always make me feel like it's not enough. Like if I don't text back soon enough, or don't stay to hang out. I don't want them to be alone but I can't just live to keep them happy.
And it hurts me so much to see them like this.