Dear god I need to get on my feet and out of my parents house, cause I swear I'll either gonna be murdered or die from a panic attack thanks to those 2 yahoos.
It's hot out. Like really really hot
. My dad wanted his phone charged but the power strip is wedged in the middle of far back side of the bed where I can not reach and I'm not as little as I used to be to crawl under there plus it's too hot drag my bell cross our fuzzy carpet. So he says he'd go with out and I didn't think much of it. (OH was THAT
a deadly mistake on my part.)
Next thing I know BAM BAM THUD!
Mom bashes on my door, nearly giving me a heart attack myself, & then yells at ME because my idiot Dad decided to move the bed on his own, keep mind he's had chest surgery a few times (Not recently mind you but in the past) so he shouldn't be moving that kind of stuff. Apparently I had insulted the gods for not bending over backwards to help him To prevent my stubborn/idiotic/OCD father from doing something stupid that I had no idea he was going to do. It was NOT because I wasn't willing to help as they so misinterpret it was because I assumed MY ROLE was done. I didn't think to move the bed and he didn't ask me!
Now I realize of course My mother is probably more upset & was terrified at the fact that her husband did something so stupid. And Hopefully I can explain to her tomorrow that my error was not done out malice or laziness. But even so, I'm feeling very much a like a whipping boy because...well We all suffer from depression and my dad more so to the point of needing meds, so because of that He's becoming a lot more OCD in his desperate attempt to keep what little power he has.
The dude is very stubborn and prideful and both sensitive of his feelings (yet ironically can be very intensive to others)and I have to constantly kowtow to him because not only his my dad but he is the guy who hasn't thrown me out of the house as I should be on my own by now. But it's really hard to respect person who does not respect you, and it's not just me. He didn't have a lot of confidence and didn't expect my older brother would amount to anything, ironically he's the most successful of his 3 kids. (which is no doubt sparking jealously I imagine since I am too a little.)
I don't know what I'm gonna do but I gotta sort this on more permanent bases eventually cause the s*** can't continue. The problem for me is the job market is terrible. It's either some kind of medical office job, crazy call centers, or retail. I thought about going to college but if I do I need to make it a solid commitment to finish otherwise I'll be in some serious money trouble has 95% of people who have so much student loan debt is because they didn't finish. But collage is rock and hard place in of itself! It's either stuff I have no interest in doing, stuff that wouldn't be of any help to me at all, or something I would like maybe...chances are won't help much. With 3rd option being that I'll get a college degree in something I like...but it's absolutely useless in terms of practicality so I'm back to square 1.