I graduated in September last year from university and since then, despite looking and literally having days of just posting generic cover-letters to as many people as possible; I'm yet to find any work or even an interview. This alone is obviously distressing.
Couple this with the fact I've had to move back home -- somewhere I desperately couldn't wait to leave and to never come back -- and am now living with people I find it very difficult to get along with. For lack of a better description: they're impossible. They think they're perfect, antagonise, and always point the finger. I've upset the status quo, and thus I've become the scapegoat. In short: they're selfish and hypocritical. This house is not a home, it's a warzone.
Things are coming to a head recently. The arguments have turned from small quarrels to full scale rows with my dad willing me to hit him, calling me any name he can think of and not listening to any reason. In an effort to provoke me the other night, he phoned the police to get them to kick me out but changed his mind after my mum asked him not to. While waiting for the police to turn up and trying to chill out, I could here them (mum, dad and brother 1) conspiring and seeking validation from each other for their stupid theories.
"Maybe he's got aspergers." [Thank you Skins!]
Despite me pointing out that reality is not a democracy, they just don't seem to get it. As far as they're concerned, I'm the problem not them. The reality is I'm not an ***hole and I'm very easy to get on with. I'm not wholly to blame here.
Anyway, you get the idea. I'm not happy here and it's only a matter of time before it gets worse... a lot worse. For the first time in my life I just attacked a wall in rage because I can't take it anymore. It would help if they listened to me, but they don't. The reality is they simply don't care as long as they're personally happy. This is a dysfunctional family.
Now, in a bid of final desperation I'm opening up my private life as I really need some practical advice if anyone can offer any. The "you need to move out" response is well versed by now and if only it was that simple. If I had somewhere to go, I'd be packing this very minute.
I don't have any friends I'm able to move in with (some are still at university, others live at home, for the others I can't really expect them to help me out -- especially with no job), I don't even have a job or means of transportation to get anywhere. My options seem to be: stay here or move into some poor housing next to drug dealers and vandals (as the nice police-woman put it). I really don't know what the lesser of two evils is anymore.
In an ideal world I want to move, far far away from this town and provide for myself. I'd honestly be in a state of bliss if I had a job and a place of my own in another county at the moment.
Anyway, I really need some help or advice please. I cannot take this anymore.
Couple this with the fact I've had to move back home -- somewhere I desperately couldn't wait to leave and to never come back -- and am now living with people I find it very difficult to get along with. For lack of a better description: they're impossible. They think they're perfect, antagonise, and always point the finger. I've upset the status quo, and thus I've become the scapegoat. In short: they're selfish and hypocritical. This house is not a home, it's a warzone.
Things are coming to a head recently. The arguments have turned from small quarrels to full scale rows with my dad willing me to hit him, calling me any name he can think of and not listening to any reason. In an effort to provoke me the other night, he phoned the police to get them to kick me out but changed his mind after my mum asked him not to. While waiting for the police to turn up and trying to chill out, I could here them (mum, dad and brother 1) conspiring and seeking validation from each other for their stupid theories.
"Maybe he's got aspergers." [Thank you Skins!]
Despite me pointing out that reality is not a democracy, they just don't seem to get it. As far as they're concerned, I'm the problem not them. The reality is I'm not an ***hole and I'm very easy to get on with. I'm not wholly to blame here.
Anyway, you get the idea. I'm not happy here and it's only a matter of time before it gets worse... a lot worse. For the first time in my life I just attacked a wall in rage because I can't take it anymore. It would help if they listened to me, but they don't. The reality is they simply don't care as long as they're personally happy. This is a dysfunctional family.
Now, in a bid of final desperation I'm opening up my private life as I really need some practical advice if anyone can offer any. The "you need to move out" response is well versed by now and if only it was that simple. If I had somewhere to go, I'd be packing this very minute.
I don't have any friends I'm able to move in with (some are still at university, others live at home, for the others I can't really expect them to help me out -- especially with no job), I don't even have a job or means of transportation to get anywhere. My options seem to be: stay here or move into some poor housing next to drug dealers and vandals (as the nice police-woman put it). I really don't know what the lesser of two evils is anymore.
In an ideal world I want to move, far far away from this town and provide for myself. I'd honestly be in a state of bliss if I had a job and a place of my own in another county at the moment.
Anyway, I really need some help or advice please. I cannot take this anymore.
