I'm 21. I have an 8 month old son by my drug addict ex. Of course I didn't know he was using drugs until after I moved in with him. I found out after he overdosed on the toilet. I thought that might be rock bottom but it wasn't. Then he progressed from milder drugs to hardcore drugs, made me lose my job, stole everything valuable I had and sold it for drug money, lies all the time, steals from his own family, etc. I'm ready to cut ties the only problem is I have no where to go. We still live together, broken up. After my mom passed away my whole family fell apart so I moved 200 miles away. No one in my family cares enough to take me in. I have no close friends because I've been battling social anxiety, ocd, depression and general anxiety since 5th grade. I don't even enjoy life and never really have. Only reason I'm hanging on is because of my son. I'm giving up hope I just hate that God abandoned me like this.