My son called at midnight , first time I heard from him in awhile , he sounded bad , maybe on drugs or coming off them. He said he needed a picture of his ID because he was getting a hotel, I sent picture . I thought he was staying with a old girlfriend but guess not , maybe living on the streets not sure what he’s doing to get money , I could only imagine. I called some shelters today for youth , in case he called me again to tell him where he could stay . When I called the youth shelter , as I asked the lady a few questions, I just cried uncontrollably, I think the lady felt my pain & try to comfort me but at this point , I was crying so much , I couldn’t even talk. The thought of him being homeless struck me so hard . I don’t think it will be awhile before he gets picked up , as far as I know there is still no warrant number in system . I gave up on that after numerous calls over the past few weeks. I keep telling myself to be strong but I can’t stop crying.