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So back in 2010 me and my good friend Carl were sitting in my car and we decided we really wanted to go out west to have a fresh start. I was emotionally involved with a girl out there, he wanted to be a police officer out there and had the credentials to do it. Great. The problem was money. So a week or three go by and Carl has a plan. He secured a job with a local police force and he also was given a large sum of money from his grandfather's will. Me and this guy were great friends and I believed him. This is where it gets shitty. Carl has a mental problem about chronic lying to manipulate people. We set out on our journey and over the course of a week I spent my money getting there and food /housing. As we get closer he starts a fictional character named Phil and this guy is a millionaire. Carl made phil a fake email and would email me saying how he was waiting for us there and we would party, etc. We get there, and I bring him to the police station for his interview. He walks in and I stay in the car. He comes out 30 minutes later saying it went well. He never actually spoke to anyone. We get to the bank and he went in, while I went and got food, he says there's a hold on the money for a week. Why? Idk. By this point we are running low on my money. We're staying at a hotel and things are grim. I'm getting stressed and it all starts to unravel. So Carl admits after my car gets broken into that it's not all as it seems. He wanted to come out here so he could be homeless. WTF? For 2 weeks we lived out of my car and we had barely any money. I forced him to come back with me because I wasn't going to let him stay. And the girl I was in love with also betrayed me to the mount where multiple times I tried to kill myself. I even thought about killing carl, but he checked himself into a mental facility and he's doing better. I still see him occasionally. Bad times. The girl ended up marrying someone and it broke me in two.