Every time I want to vent, people are always like, they’re your family. And you’re being a jerk. What about how I feel? Why should I suffer because of them? I’ve yet to move out because of complications. I’m stuck living with a crappy abusive mother. And because I was fired, she’s started gaslighting me so much. She’s wanting handouts. She started making a list of things I owe her. Things I never asked her to do. All I did was say thank you. I don’t have a dollar to my name, and she expects me to give her money. She knows this, as I had to tell her multiple times since being fired. She keeps sending me screenshots of bills do. There’s nothing I can do about it. I’m currently learning my lesson of being young and dumb. I’m so scared of being jobless again, that I’m planning a budget as soon as I get a new job. 

Yesterday she tells me to not eat any of her food. All over pizza too. I helped her friend the day before for a little cash. I was so mad, I walked up to a store and didn’t come home til they closed. I bought me some lasting food for myself with the rest of the money I just earned. 

I’m exhausted. I’m pretty sure my depression is getting worse now. Being jobless and broke, waiting for a job to call me, is taking a toll on me. I’ve been crying so much because of this. I’ll have to give away my pet because I can’t afford him anymore. I don’t understand the point of being here anymore. No one understands me. I’m just some worthless person