Bit of a struggle today

So... brief rundown in case you haven't seen my previous posts... wife and I have been married 15 years. 4-year-old daughter and 9-year-old husky. Abuse on both sides. Attempted suicide on July 20, spent 3 days in hospital and a week in a psyche ward. Discharged on Monday and left my house on Tuesday. Been living out of my car since. Haven't seen my daughter since July 19. Got back into the gym, been making about 100 calls a day trying to find housing with no avail.

This brings me to where I'm at now. My mentality is at the point of thinking, should I just say fuck it and go back to the house until I find something more solid? I don't want to because while it's a roof, it's no safer, and more mentally and emotionally dangerous than the physical dangers on the streets. I've got my car so I can lock it up at night and that's similar to the house in my mind.

Today is just especially brutal. Yesterday I slammed my day with vehicle maintenance, oil change, tire rotation, clean filters, and this morning has been pretty busy cleaning it and getting it more organized. My thoughts just have more time to run around about missing my home, my dog, and most importantly my daughter. It fuckin kills me sitting here and thinking it's been 2 damn weeks since being able to hug and kiss my baby girl and tell her that I love her.

I guess I'm here not looking for a pity party, but rather words of encouragement during this hard time. I've got a few housing things in the works, just nothing has landed yet. Any encouragement is greatly appreciated and never taken lightly. Thank you all and have a blessed Sunday.