Kicked out at 16, exploited at 26 by my own blood. I have nothing left and I’m just tired

I'm 26 and sitting on a bench with my life in a bag. My parents threw me out when I was 16 and I've been fighting alone for a decade. A few years ago my uncle told me he'd help me, but he just used me. He paid me $20 a day for years and tricked me into putting business debts in my name. When I finally stood up for myself, he kicked me out too. I'm back on the street, drowning in debt that isn't mine, and I realize the people who should love me are the ones who destroyed me. I don't even know why I'm writing this. I'm just exhausted and needed to tell someone I'm still here.