The stresses of life!

I can't believe this past year. It feels like I've been inside a vacuum, with stresses holding me in and sucking me under in all directions and all the prayer in the world isn't helping. I hate to sound so negative, but I'm feeling quite lost right now.

1 1/2 years ago, my middle daughter moved in with me (w/2 kids), then moved out again in April, only to have my oldest daughter move in with me, then my youngest daughter, followed suit. So I started charging them rent (or education - they could live with me for free if they were in school full time and all they'd have to pay for is their own expenses like phone, toiletries, food, etc.) So the oldest moved out in August and the middle daughter moved back in in December. You get the yo-yo picture here? Each child brings their own stresses and wants mommy to spend quality time with them, which I dont mind, but wheres the time for me? Meanwhile, I'm an emotional eater. And over the course of the past year and a half, I've gained 38 pounds back. I've also learned to ride a motorcycle and have taken it from Tucson to Colorado and back. I've put on over 10,000 miles on it so far.

I pray and pray and pray, that God would help me. Please, let my children move out on their own and pay their own bills and live independant of me. But nothing happens. I finally made the decision to stop expecting them to meet the emotional needs I have that are making me gain weight in the first place. I know the skills. I have the power that God gave me. I have the tools. I wonder if God's up there saying, you have what you need...use it! So I came back with my tail between my legs, having to admit my failures and facing my fat face once again. So far, I've lost 5 of the pounds I've gained and I'm praying for God to help me lose the rest. I hope He does...I pray He does...I believe he will.