My name is Angie Fleming. I am 37 years old and currently living in my parents’ home. I am a professional barber, I work full time, and my mother is a realtor—yet I still cannot afford a place of my own. This reality has taken a heavy toll on me. Dating feels nearly impossible when I have to bring someone back to my parents’ house. I worry about my future and whether having a family is still within reach as time keeps moving forward. These are questions that weigh on me every single day. Despite working hard and showing up to my job, I find myself living in the basement, feeling like I’ve fallen behind. It has been incredibly damaging to my self-esteem. The dream of having my own place—something that once felt achievable—now feels like it’s slipping further and further away. Right now, I can’t see a light at the end of the tunnel. Without my parents, I honestly don’t know where I would be. The thought that a full-time working adult could still be facing homelessness is frightening and deeply discouraging. It creates fear, sadness, and a sense of hopelessness that is hard to put into words. At night, I lie awake with tears in my eyes, hoping for a miracle—hoping that someday things will change. I know I’m not the only one in this situation, but many of us feel embarrassed and afraid to speak up about it. Thank you for listening. Saying this out loud is hard, but it felt good.