where do I go from here?
I don't know what to do. I know I have to find a job in order to get out of debt with the bank, whether I move home or not, and things at home are really dysfunctional, but I really do hate things here sometimes. I can't even use the bathroom late at night without getting yelled at. Do I even have a life at all? I feel like I have no life at David's house, and I feel like I have no life at home either. Here, I'm not allowed to yell, raise my voice, or go one day without hearing a bunch of complaining. I swear, David and his dad fight like two little kids. I just wish that the both of them would grow up. His dad completely hates me...I already know this, and I don't have much money left to keep staying here. My dignity is ruined here as it is at home. I keep telling myself to go home, but every time I'm about to do it, I look at David and hold myself back. I will never save up for a car and an apartment at the same time and I really do need both. I might be able to this at home, but I don't think I'll ever save up here. I have to leave, but I can't will myself to do it. I know that no one else can help me with this, considering that no one else knows the situation, but I still feel the need to write this. What do I do? It just seems like every choice I make is a bad one...