So, I got kinda pissed last night/this morning. Idk, time is weird.
So, I've done two months worth of job applications. Now, mind you, that's daily. I've been putting in enough applications that Indeed asked me if I needed help.
And I've been depressed because I can't go anywhere, or do anything, because the city I'm in isn't really walkable, I don't know how to drive, nor do I have a car, and I have no money. I'm room bound, basically.
And my dad basically told me that he'd help me but he "needed to see some effort", and I wanted to throat punch him. I also asked him "What can you do that I haven't already done?" His response was to tell me to "drop the attitude".
And that's not the worse of it. I've been depressed. I've been room bound because I can't do anything. My dad basically brushed it off and then blamed me for my depression, and told me it's because I don't do anything.
So, he's gone most of the day. At work. From 2pm to almost 3 in the morning. And if I'm not up at that time, I don't get to talk to him. Yeah, he's supposed to be off on Fridays and the weekend, but he works six days a week. And all he does on his down time is text his girlfriend (this is at least the third one in two months, at least fifth since he cheated on my mom. Like, seriously, the dude has just bounced from relationship to relationship with reckless abandon), sleep, and criticize me.
I thought things would be different, but boy, was I wrong. I want to be on my own, but I can be on my own, because I don't have the skills. Mostly because I can't drive because I don't have a vehicle and no one will teach me, and I'm to broke for driving school.
Dad did say something about putting me on a plane back to my mom, but..... I don't wanna do that. But I don't wanna stay here. It's all very frustrating.
Luckily, I have a job interview tomorrow (of the 100+ jobs I've applied for, this is interview #3), but, if I don't get it, I think I'm just gonna have to take the ticket. Because this clearly isn't where I'm supposed to be.