It's difficult going through rough times. It's even more difficult feeling like the rough times are not times but life. A rough life. Ever since 2012 I haven't had a home. My parents and I just go from house to house- my aunt's, my uncle's, my grandma's. It's so hard being a teenager and not be able to have my own space. Sharing a tiny room with my mother- the same bed. It's depressing not being able to have friends over because there's not even room for me in the house I'm in. My world is…