4 Preventables, HELP!

Unfortunately i found that passion after being ejected from the trucking world. Working these 9-5s i feel so down in dumps. I wake up and think “#### i gotta go to work” when i was driving i never had any of that. I woke up ready to face the day everyday! Some people might say “oh you just miss the money” no. Up until i started trucking i was bubble boy. Never left the house except to work. And everything was done for me. My decisions werent even mine. This trucking thing was my own decision. I passed all my tests. I i found my own school even started my own credit when i took out my first loan. I realized a little too late just how much i really miss being independent.

 

Ive pulled my mvr for florida and there aint jack #### on it!

 

I never really had much of a chance. While i dont blame them for what happened during my time trucking because those were faults of mine, my parents quickly dashed away anything i thought would benefit me or if i tried to do something so i could learn said thing then instead of watching me fail they would do said thing without showing or teaching me. My parents only showed me how to do things that would not really benefit me but benefit the household. They both hold respectable jobs with respectable wages and are very successful in those jobs but they are of the mindset that if it doesnt benefit the house then it doesnt make sense. If something makes sense to me and i understand it beneficial to me but it doesnt make sense to them or benefits the house then they do whatever it is they can to make me not do what im trying to do. Another example. Im trying to move out. Dont have the funds but i have the means. I understand them for getting on me that i dont have the cash but they pull out the “look at us what if something happens and we get injured? We’re gonna someone to support us so you need to understand that you CAN’T leave” words directly from their mouths...

When i started trucking it wasnt for money it wasnt for anything people wanted related to the job. As much as it pains me and i love them both, it was to get away from them.

It doesn't go down like this everyday but when it does, #### hits the fan. Got in to argument the other day about a job im having trouble with and immediately she pops off yelling at me “are you autistic, are you retarded, you must be, you #### everything up” sorry, kinda went on a tangent there. But thats what i have to deal with. When im doin well they have nothing to say. When i have the slightest bit of trouble with anything, oh joy