I'm 33, and my daughter and I live with my mom, and see no shame or embarrassment in that. I came out of a bad relationship that almost left me with completely nothing. I lost a lot of my things that I had to leave behind because of an eviction that he caused. I'm in the part of my story where I'm trying to get myself on my feet, but in this economy it will take longer than it should unfortunately. I hate it, but I do the best I can. I'm blessed to have my mom here and in my life.