I am back "home" for the summer since college is out. Everytime I come back, my mental health plummets. It honestly feels like it gets worse each summer. I have two friends in this town. The rest are an hour and a half away. Honestly, if I had my license, I would move near my college and either sleep in my car or just couch surf with some of my friends up there. 

I can't even get a job to preoccupy my time because I need a car to easily get around my town. I feel so isolated because about two days a week I'm able to see my friends. The rest of the time, I am stuck sitting in my house, rotting and waiting for the next time I can leave. 

I'm also forced to live with my mom, who I can't stand. I tried to get her to understand my problems, but she just said "Don't be depressed" and "You shouldn't be depressed. You're young." She is too fucking stupid to understand anything and talking to her is like talking to a wall. 

If I don't get my license this summer, I might just kill myself, because I can't move on with my life until I get it. My degree will be completely pointless. I would rather die than be stuck in this shitty ass town, living with someone I hate.