No dog, not a lot of friends but they work. I used to own a house, I lived with my ex husband, my daughter and son. I was being psychologically, emotionally, and spiritually abused by my ex and he taught my son to be mean to me too. My daughter was and still is kind to me. I went out for a walk three different times with a neighbour and each time I broke out crying and shaking that she had to help me walk home.