Last bit of hope

I can’t remember the last time I was genuinely happy. My dad and I despise each other and my mom kicked me out on my 18th birthday and I’m currently residing in my car stealing wifi from wherever any is offered. I am still 18. Every relationship I’ve had has ended with me getting hurt  and that is because I am not emotionally stable for someone to love me, or for me to love someone else. I’ve tried suicide once, I didn’t go through with it though. I resorted to drugs, stopped after a while. Now, I am empty. I have nobody in my life, I just have absolutely one hope and dream left, and that is starting my own IT company. Technology has been my only friend my entire life. It has been there when everyone else just tore me apart and took what they so pleased until I was left with nothing else to take. It is the only thing I care about now, so i’ll spend my days in my Nissan Altima figuring out how the hell I’ma pull this off. And if  in the end, my ambitions don’t meet up with my dream, then I will leave this world peacefully, and get away from all of it forever.