Well, life is carrying on. After moving back in with my folks in April, I started putting money back into savings so that I could have a down payment on a house. I went through the pre-approval, started searching, and even made an offer. However, I ended up getting denied the loan all together. I still don't have a good work space at my parents' place, and even if I did, I wouldn't have the time to work. The job I currently hold full time can't keep my schedule set, and I usually work between 45 and 50 hours a week. Factor in my 2nd part-time job, school, my dogs, and my poor attempt at keeping a small social life, and I'm already burning the wick from both ends. Quickly. I stay tired, as I can't seem to actually get rest at night. I stay angry because I have no good time to myself. I have no real freedoms, because my step-dad is really anal about a lot of shit. I feel like I'm back in high school, only worse because I've been out on my own for a decade and now I'm back. And stuck. I'm looking to change jobs again. However much I love doing what I do right now, I can't keep stretching myself like I am for the people I work for. Something in my life has got to change. That's not to say I don't have good things going for me right now; I do have a couple, but life in general just keeps kicking me in nads. While I'm down. I'm hoping a job change and the small vacation I have planned for next month help, but I honestly can't keep on like this. I need out. I need my own living space again. I'm so over being here.