This morning i got told the landlords husband is trying to evict us cause he lost his job and is in a mood and mom tends to not pay rent on time or full amount....so I was told to put a title loan on my car....that didn't work so she basically dragged me to sell my car. The place found out my transmission is bad and told me I legally and safely can't drive it anymore cause it pulled up two codes P0700 and p0741. So I was forced to sell it and we got less then $400....now we need to male another $900 plus the $300 a week for backrest. And she says I have tp bust my arse and drive her car during the day which my autistic ass get nasty panic attacks during cause it's driving during the day in florida on us19.....I won't be able to do that and even my normal hours I only average 60 bucks.....Im expected to make 114 day for bills.....

But....then again shit like this happens every birthday....any wonder why I hate it so much?