I Need to Become Financially Independent
I’m in debt and I’m not sure what to do. So I’m working on ways to make money as a freelancer. I was dreaming of ways to make money last night. I could sell a bunch of stuff. One of my dad’s guitars is probably more expensive then my credit card debt in its entirety, just saying. I could sell my xbox360, and video games. Some books on amazon. Start making crafts on Etsy. I don’t think I got the job I applied and interviewed for but I was confident about it.
I’m so stressed out. My dad told me it would take me two years to pay off my credit card debt. I owe under $700 currently and he’s not going to help me pay it back. I’m being controlled by money, and he’s also telling me not to hang out with my friends anymore but I’m 25 and sick of feeling trapped. My plan is to move to NYC with my friends and try and make it there and have a life of my own. The friend who invited me is leaving in November and visiting in August. He said he will help me with the credit card debt.
I’m sick of being around my insane mom, believing that I’m crazy and having no freedom to express my beliefs and my true dreams and desires. All my ideas are being shut down. I’m told being a writer or artist and all is not a worthy education or career to pursue. I just don’t feel inspired here. I feel trapped and sheltered. I hate it here. There’s nothing to do. So I got a credit card because I never have money for myself to get my hair done or buy a little extra to pamper myself once in awhile. I barely have any clothes to wear. I just want freedom. But I can’t live at home like this and feel free, even with a job that pays well.
I’ve been told what my father is doing is wrong. I’m not sure what to make of it. He told me not to go back to college and not use my scholarship to go back. I went back and now I owe my scholarship as well because I dropped out when my friend died for a semester. They thought I was fully withdrawing.
So now I owe them over $1,000. My dad on on hand, is paying for everything and on the other limiting what I can buy and what I can do. I get $30 every week day. I hate it. If I had a job I would have more money. It’s just keeping me trapped. I don’t feel encouraged at all. I’m used to sitting at home doing nothing and I hate it. I’m told to spend all this time looking for jobs but I’ve never held a full time job.
I have severe anxiety and I was diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder. But it’s all a joke anyways because I’m not disabled and I don’t even get psychotic much. I’d have to do a lot of hard drugs for that to even come close to happening. Of course, anti-psychotics change your brain structure and cause dependancy. So I am dependent on a system that is completely destroying my life. I’m dependent on a system that keeps me sick and financially dependent on my family to survive without going insane.
It’s ■■■■■■■ wrong. I am afraid to leave home because I’m told it’s too much pressure or will cause me to break down. I have no desire to work at this ■■■■ jobs because I have no desire to do anything anyways.
I’m oppressed to the point of suicidal depression. Listening to a borderline maniac rant about bodies switched and all this crazy stuff. It’s not working. It’s not helping. I don’t even have any normalcy to base my sanity off of! I’m the only one feeding our cat. My dad is mostly away on business trips over seas and leaves me at home all the time to figure ■■■■ out. He’s also taking a vacation to Brazil with his friends. No family vacations. My mom wasn’t even invited to the cabin for the fourth of july and she wanted to come.