Though I Love and adore my 96 yr. old father, living with him 8 yr., with my emotional support dogs and beloved butterfly garden, but... His money is running out and the only way we could continue to go on is if I find contract work. Diagnosed with disabling anxiety and depression after 5 yr. of nearly fatal illness, my dad took me in. Though I repaid him with disability and contribute monthly, My dad's growing demands and deteriorating Alzheimers with Screaming outbursts, eviction threats (though I contribute $ mo. & soo much more) and the loneliness for a personal life overwhelmed by fear of poverty, as I don't get enough SS $ to live at our current, frugal level, forcing me into near homelessness. My dad has not drawn up a will nor an agreement to solidify his promise that if he sells his house, that he will pay for my relocation and 3 mo. rent. I'm 66 but look younger, attractive but I'm insecure, afraid to date again, after disastrous imposters. Unable to save but tiny nest egg, to keep us afloat. I don't want to desert dad, but don't think I could work anymore, given the 24/7 burden, exhaustion. The burden of selling the house and preparing everything for sale or moving the would be even more burdensome: Get panics attacks at the thought. I owe my dad so much, And I know he wants more than anything to stay and for me to care for him, And he would be forced to live with my sister which would be miserable, But she could care for him financially along with his social security. I'm afraid to tell my psychiatrist the depth of my fear and desperation. There is no one who is in a position or willing to help me. If I can recover my confidence, I may be able to find work once I'm on my own and have the bandwith, but things are so uncertain and terrifying. If I Stay, I have a roof over my head and periodic moments of dealing with Dr. Jekyll and not just Mr. Hyde. I spend nearly all my time in my Room when I'm not doing chores. I'm trying to decide if the price I'm paying for this precarious is something I can endure, as his ALZ worsens. Only I seem to be the one to see him as Mr. Hyde. My sister makes excuses that is just memory that he's always been like this. She's very thin skinned. I'm not just venting. I have looked into golden girl type arrangements but haven't found any in my area yet. And I have no guarantee my dad will honor his promise to resettle me once he sees what's netted by selling the house and belongings. I can almost bet he will blame me for the debt, though I can prove it's his or household. Please don't respond with anything negative just constructive advice and support, As I'm fragile enough at this point. I've done my best to offer support to everyone else on this group and now it's my turn to ask. Please.