over A year ago me and my fiancé were in a rough spot. I just moved in with him. I was 19 he was 20. I'm scared to drive due to some accidents. Ive just avoided getting my license. and of course I didn't have a job, yet I had JUST moved in with him. His mom hated me, so I was stressed out 24/7 because we were ALWAYS at her house for something. I hit my breaking point, and I wanted to go back home. I called my mom crying because I wasn't being treated like a person around them. She said you are more than welcome to come back until you get on your feet again. and it's almost been a year since we moved back. mind you our double wide is moved to a queen-sized pallet. we had a lot of stuff because we lived in a HOUSE. we also have 2 big INSIDE dogs who are now outside dogs because they are just too big (my mom just doesn't like them). we are apartment hunting and she said smaller is better. I'm sorry did you forget about my large dogs and all of you "shit" as you call it?