It's hard to move on.
Well I'm back from my confession on how I got fired from riding a scooter and taking too many breaks and also being called three times which to the result of me getting fired. I haven't finished what I had to say. All my life, I basically had what I wanted and things sort of been handed to me like getting money and presents. It's almost Christmas and now that I haven't had a job since I got fired and no money for my phone in months and because I have nothing to show for it. I've been living with my grandmother's house for almost two years since my mother and I had to leave the apartment due to the fact that we couldn't pay the rent, even though we've lived there for years and I had my own room with all my personal stuff and a big bed to sleep in. Now I have zero privacy around my grandmother's house. I sleep on a rollaway bed every fu#king night. I have nowhere to go because I have no job and no money. I have to hear constant bi#ching from my mother and my aunt that's living there as well. Everyone around me is driving my crazy and I wish I can leave and never come back. I never wanted to stay here in the first place, but I had nowhere else to go. It feels like no one is helping me with my situation and it's making me miserable. It's just hard to move on and trying to find a job, but I've been patient long enough and basically I'm just p***** at the whole world and everyone in it. I often wish that things would stay the same for me, but I know that it won't. Because of that, I have no friends to hang around with anymore. It's just hard to find new ones. The friends I used to have are either dead or gone and I'm just at the same spot I always been. The point is that it's hard for me to move on with all these things in my life. So comment your thoughts about and tell me what should I do.