So as of some of you may know, I am not going to school this semester. Apparently word got around, and my dad told my best friend (my only friend) that I wasn't going to college. So he sent me a text asking me why, and I told him I didn't know what I wanted to do. Then, I quickly changed the subject and he didn't respond to me. I get the feeling that he is disappointed in me, like I lost his respect and I feel embarrassed for myself.
I'm having trouble waking up lately. I don't have much of a problem falling asleep, but it's difficult to get up. I'm sick of going to bed at 2:00AM- in the morning and waking up at 11:00 AM. It's unacceptable when I'm not going to school and just moping around at home. I'm trying to regularly go to bed at 10:00 PM and wake up at 7:00 AM but it's difficult. I woke up today at around 11:00, sit on the toilet and nap for 5 minutes.
Recently, my dad got divorced with his second wife. He told me that he was very drunk one day and threw a beer bottle at her. I don't know if he had any problems with alcohol in the past, but he hasn't had a drink since then. But his wife changed the keys to the apartment, filed a restraining order, so now my dad is living with my grandparents for the second time (he has before when he divorced my mother).
The even bigger problem is that my dad doesn't know if he will able to keep his apartment and my sister was planning on moving into his basement.
For months, my dad was working on building a place for her in his basement. I also had helped him a lot with destruction, electrical work, drilling, painting, putting down tiles so that my sister could have a place of her own. And now that my dad doesn't have access to the apartment -- we're not sure if he ever will. All of this work has gone to waste.
I'm also finding it difficult to care about my job. Lately, my manager reviewed my performance and he told me that overall I am doing just okay, but I seem like I don't really care about my job and he thinks I hate it, as if I'm just there because he scheduled me. This is true to an extent. I don't love my job, but it's work and I need the money. I just don't have any motivation for my work and seemingly don't care enough.
I finally got my motorcycle license. I am thinking about buying a motorcycle, and maybe that will help with my depression and give me a hobby. There's an old saying "You never see a motorcycle parked outside a psychiatrist's office". I've been saving my money for quite a while but for some reason, I feel like I'd feel guilty if I were to buy a motorcycle, especially a brand new one.
And finally, I have health coverage. I can thank Obama for that one.
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