Daylight savings genuinely ruin my mental health. I usually wake up later in the morning, around 11 am, not by choice but due to my awful circadian rhythm.
Anyways, due to this I get at most, like, 5-6 hours of daylight before it’s pitch black again. I genuinely hate living in a densely populated city, the light pollution is so intense that there’s no night sky at all. Horribly depressing. There’s no seasons here either, I live in the south where I get to choose between summer, summer 2, or summer with occasional leaves falling.
Afterwards, my dad gets home from work to blast Fox News all night like the borderline baby boomer he is. And my mom is…nowhere to be found, I swear, there’s been more bigfoot sightings than times I’ve seen her in the past month, and I live with her! Though when I do get to see her and she’s not at my throat for leaving a crumb of dirt on the table, she’s bringing up how close she is to breaking up with my dad, giving me false hope, and then proceeding to do nothing. Like I’m being edged.
I’d love nothing more than to move out but somehow rent costs an arm and a leg. I was at my absolute limit today, and I ran out of the house to the nearest woods while crying. I don’t know what to do. I don’t have anyone to save me but myself, and I can hardly tolerate me.
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“I don’t know what to do. I don’t have anyone to save me but myself, and I can hardly tolerate me.”
>SAME. So sad but so true.
I might be revealing my privilidge, but have you tried a cheap pair of sunglasses or blue light blocking glasses? That might help with daylight. I just got a blue light blocking pair of glasses for about $12, cheap for modern times anyway.
Yeah, cities suck most of the time. The thing I like is when there’s a cool convention and tickets are cheap. Our city finally got a decent downtown again, so there are some nice resteraunts now and a good ballpark, so that’s nice. Also my city cares about homeless people, how wonderful is that! I’m not being saracstic, my city is like this little beacon of hope in a wasteland of bad cities. It’s also really good at race relations and mental health for a city of the size it is.
If you have to get stuck in a city in Oklahoma, Tulsa isn’t that bad. I still wouldn’t recommend raising children here. The weather isn’t too awful lately either, though summers are awful and that’s something I want to escape. It’s just, homes here aren’t energy efficient enough to make it economical to live here in the summer. The amount of money to make them energy efficient is cost prohibitive, better to move north and avoid the problem all together.
I’m feeling better, in general, but that’ll happen when all pressures are removed apart from mowing my parents lawn at some point later in the week. I had a lot of work to get through at the beginning of the week, I’m kind of the workhorse of the family.
Sorry, tangents.
I’m trying to figure out what kind of work you’re looking for, because that matters. An apprenticeship would be a really good option because you’d be building up a skill. I can’t recommend the trades enough. The electrical and HVAC trades are the two best for long term employment. If you got into elevator repair you’d be independently wealthy. Plumbing is also a good standbye. You could consider going to trade school and you could go to school while you earn money which in my opinion is the best of both worlds.
Many modern trade schools actually confer bachelors degrees, because they know that the market is changing, that would be so good for your career.
Lots of people have lousy families. The professor who made my academic career as far as I know never talked to any of his blood relatives again. He went to some of the most prestigious schools in the country, and has a great career.
My family, dysfunctionally functional as they are, is atypical. I’d love it if they weren’t. However I study the human condition, and most families are hot messes. It isn’t something wrong with you, it’s something wrong with them.
You my friend are a survivor, like me. Stay strong, we’ll get through it.