Life blows...

I'm fuckin depressed as hell right now and really need to fucking vent. I'm probably going to get replies sounding like my parents and that they are right, but oh well.

Heres the setup:
My Dad hates messes. I Live in the basement. I've decided to clean up the basement since it was a huge mess and hopefully setup my shop. I've spent 9 hours cleaning it up and then my Mom comes down to help. Sure, help would be nice, but I am by no means a group member. I have how I want the basement to look all planned out in my mind, and on paper. I had shown here the paper last night and she agress with it. Today she starts changing everything around, messing up my orginazation, and routine. I keep it to myself though and keep from blowing up in her face. Finally Im taking some stuff out of my tool box and drop some stuff and I just go off.

From there she starts saying that I should get a job (Uh, hello, I have been interviewing for the past 2 weeks or so), that I'm too busy with school, and should not be spending money or wasting time building models. Then says that I cant have the shop I want on and on. I fucking lose it, and she goes upstairs.

WTF. I mean what the fuck. A two years ago we had been talking about a shop for me in our old house. We get ready to start setting up shop when they decide to move. We move two miles down the road. House is nice and all, but I fucking hate it. They say that I can setup a shop after we settle in to the new house (August 04). We finally settle in, and october rolls around, still no shop. They say how about after christmas. Christmas comes and goes. So I finally say, fuck this I'll do it myself. Then today...all of the fucking sudden Im not allowed to have a shop.

Its not neccessarily the lack of a shop that fucking pissed me off a whole lot, its the lack of support. All of this contributes to the title in a whole, and I'm getting there. Some of you may know that I was building a 1/6 scale hot rod to get my name out into the hot rod world, and have a job working at a hot rod shop pretty quickly after High School. My parents thought it was a waste of money and time. It wasnt until now, since I cant finish it. When I got down about it, they wanted me to quit it. Now my parents are good parents, but sometimes as with most they just set you off.

I was going to buy a welder to finish it. They were fine with that. Until I found out it was partially a scam for me to get a job. Today I found out they wont let me use it in the basement. Where the fuck else would I use it?

Heres why all that background was posted. I love building things, beit model or fullscale. Building things is my life. When I am not building things I feel sorry for myself, realize what a loser I am, so on and so forth. Building things is my drug that keeps me out of depression. Without building things I just hate life. Im not sure why I am so bi-polar like that though.

I am not a social person unless its with my buddies who like building things. Yeah, sounds like a one track mind. But that what I do and what I love. So when it comes to college, well college is going to bite the big one. And what I will do after college, I dont know because there isnt anything that sets me apart from anybody else to be a hot rod builder. I'll probably live in an apartment, so I wont be able to build shit...it will evolve into a snowball effect of how life blows without being able to build shit.

I forgot where I was going, or what I was thinking. Just too depressed to even think right now.

i understand. i think you said you were bi-polar or something, couldn't be bothered to scroll back up, well i have boderline personality disorder with type 2 sociopath systoms (think Angelina from Girl Interrupted). for me if i can't do what i love i become rancid. i go into fits etc. your parents never should have given you false hope. i hate people going back on their word. my solution, wait till you get a job and move out of home. or put a lock on the door.

Keep building, dont let them tell you otherwise. It'll work out in the end.

My parents have made deal after deal with me on certain things and have broken every one of them.

They also hold the title to my car and say it's our car and you can't do anything to it. Just because they went back on a deal that makes me owe them about $1k.

I feel for you man.

You are living in your parents house. If you want to build a shop it will be using their stuff, things they bought, in their house. Honestly just get a job, go get a job flippin burgers at mc donalds, it doesnt have to be a great job that you want to spend years at. Then you will have your own money to do whatever you want with it.

You are living in your parents house. If you want to build a shop it will be using their stuff, things they bought, in their house. Honestly just get a job, go get a job flippin burgers at mc donalds, it doesnt have to be a great job that you want to spend years at. Then you will have your own money to do whatever you want with it.

Actually building a shop would be using pretty much my stuff besides electricity, and room. I have the tools, and stuff. I have a job, they're just waiting for the background check to comeback.

Cool that you know what you want to do for a job (building), but tough that you're still at home.

Hate to sound like a parent, but it IS their house so their rules apply. Just don't turn into one of those guys that lives at home when he's 40; sivic's right, get a job so you have your own money.

-edit- I'd approach your parents calmly, and put it to them that they never intended to let you have your shop anyway, and see what they say.

Why not get a job in construction?

-edit- I'd approach your parents calmly, and put it to them that they never intended to let you have your shop anyway, and see what they say.

I did. They said that it was because I wasnt doing anything to help, and that I wanted it all done for me. Which is bullshit. I was going to pitch in the money I had to build the shop. I was also willing to take up the carpet myself. They wouldnt let me because they "didnt think I could do it right".


Why not get a job in construction?

Everytime I mention being a hot rod builder they say "they dont make any money Mike". We drive pass this trailer park all the time, and everytime they say "Everybody Wave to Mike's future neighborhood". They say they are looking out for me because I have caviar tastes on a dixie cup budget but whatever.

It sucks to have a ton of tools...that are in nice condition, or even still in the package because there isnt a place to use them.

For anybody who is reading this, and curious. Im pissed off right now at stupid things building up and made me blow.

I plan on getting a car really soon because my lame ass doesnt have one. I plan on getting a 93-94 240SX. Now being the builder I am, I cant leave anything stock. I hate stock...stock sucks. I wanted to do some very subtle modifications to make it mine; custom valve cover, subframe connectors, new headlights, exhaust, and intake. However, they dont want me modifying my car. A. They think it looks bad. B. They dont want me opening the hood in the driveway.

My parents arent stuck up. But righting this really feels like they are. I can understand not wanting to be trashy neighbors but Im not talking about parking a rusty 69 Camaro on blocks in the driveway.

Now to fucking starve myself since theres not a fucking thing to eat in this house and they went out to dinner. Once again, Dad pissed me off. Which leads to another thing. WTF is up with the little brother can start shit, but the brother cant start it or end it? My brother hits me, I smack him back and I get in trouble. He says something to me, and I say "shutup", "screw you", or "Fuck off" and I get in trouble.

Mmmmyep...

I know all about little brothers. I have one and his friend lives with us and he starts it all the time and when i go to finish it i get yelled at. Part of life just ignore him or catch it on video tape. Thats how i got my little bro in trouble.

Mike, you seriously need to calm down and grow up dude. Find constructive ways of solving it.

And get the fuck away from your parents, they sound poisonous. Like I said, construction is THE perfect job for you. You have all the right attributes to be very successful in it - good with your hands, driven, intelligence. Combine that with a cool head and you have on a f*cking good start.

And who knows, in a few years you may really show them.

I sooooo feel you man, I'm 17 and have a job and get good grades in school (better then I used I've ever had anyways) and I'm about to buy a 240SX, but my parents offer no support even though they keep saying "but I want you to be happy". Yeah, they want me to be happy with the least monetary waste on their part. My dad keeps telling me over and over that I can't have it in my name so my life is going to suck because everyone will laugh at me cause it'll be in my moms name, but he's the only person in the world who seems to think a 17 year old can't have a car in his name, and then he tells me he's going to stop paying the inssurance on my old beater of a shit of a car (that I will use during the winter and to go to work cause my work is in a dumpy neighborhood and i dont trust them) and if he cuts me off, I really won't be able to afford the 240, he's just looking for ways to get out of spending money on me. And now he's moving away so I don't have a garage space for the 240 no more, so I dunno where I'm ganna put it when I get it. My mom refuses to move into my dads place because she can't afford it, but my dad said he'll pay for part of it, but my mom said she wants to be independant or some bullshit, so she's ganna continue living in the dump were in now! God, my life sucks, and I'm also not very social, unless it's with people who like cars and there are 2 kinds of people who like cars where i live, the ones who don't own a cool car (they don't know anything) or the ones who own cool cars (they won't talk to anone who doesn't have a cool car.)

Well, I'm done, I wonder if anyone read my whole post lol.

i read your whole post but it was like falling down a hill. I didn't really have control of it and it was all kind of blurry. It just happened. Got the jist of it though.

Your parents arent helping you.

that sucks.

my dad wouldnt let me get a liscense until I had a 3.5 GPA.

I never got a 3.5 GPA.

I got my liscense after taking a drivers ed class, which was AFTER I graduated high school, which was less than a month from my 18th birthday.

talk about emberassing. I graduated high school with a fucking permit. And no car. I think having any transportation in high school is fortunate enough. Parents put you through this shit because you have to learn how to do things by yourself. Once you get out of their house you'll realize how silly this shit is. Everywhere I went in high school, my mom had to take me. So get over it.

Listen to OZ because that's the first time he ever posted anything w/o being a complete and total dickhead. That means something. It was good advice.

I didn't even have a permit when I graduated from high school, so suck it up.

you just said you're 17 and still go to school. And you drive.

wtf?

So? I don't have a fucking car or a permit. Parent's aren't here either, living with a friend. And guess what? I'm not allowed to go out, its against the rules. At least your parents gave you a lift to whereever you have to go. Such is my fucked up life. Parent's want me to wait till I'm 80 years old before I get my permit. Any type of gaming system is banned in the house. I'm just lucky enough to persuade them to let me have internet, and I have to fucking pay for that myself too. Not allowed to work, and all I get is $30 a month for whatever is required. All that is provided to me is a bed to sleep in, a desk to work on, some food to eat, hydro and electrical are from the apartment's.

I know how it's like....I have to put up with my parents too. They don't like me near cars, because they do not like cars themselves. They want to isolate me from the worlds.

My advice: Fuck them. Do what you want to do, its your messed up life. I tell my parents either you let me do what I want, or I won't financially support you when I'm older. My parents will never understand how life is right now. All they know is work, work and work. Study, study and study. Anything below an A is unacceptable. Grades must be 100%, if you get 99% or below you get beat. Any rest or play is unacceptable. Useage of messaging services is against house rules, along with e-mail. God....life sucks.

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So? I don't have a fucking car or a permit. Parent's aren't here either, living with a friend. And guess what? I'm not allowed to go out, its against the rules. At least your parents gave you a lift to whereever you have to go. Such is my fucked up life. Parent's want me to wait till I'm 80 years old before I get my permit. Any type of gaming system is banned in the house. I'm just lucky enough to persuade them to let me have internet, and I have to fucking pay for that myself too. Not allowed to work, and all I get is $30 a month for whatever is required. All that is provided to me is a bed to sleep in, a desk to work on, some food to eat, hydro and electrical are from the apartment's.

I know how it's like....I have to put up with my parents too. They don't like me near cars, because they do not like cars themselves. They want to isolate me from the worlds.

My advice: Fuck them. Do what you want to do, its your messed up life. I tell my parents either you let me do what I want, or I won't financially support you when I'm older. My parents will never understand how life is right now. All they know is work, work and work. Study, study and study. Anything below an A is unacceptable. Grades must be 100%, if you get 99% or below you get beat. Any rest or play is unacceptable. Useage of messaging services is against house rules, along with e-mail. God....life sucks.

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Ok....my life ain't so bad no more.....


And yeah, I'm 17, I finished high school last june, got my permit a few days after and then in december 04, got my full license.

ouch. and i thought my parents were overprotective