Trying seems to be all I know how to do with no success. My dad calls me "that boy" as if I have no name and that I'm stupid, dumb, or crazy and don't know what I'm doing. And oddly enough my mom agrees at times. So much for support. I just want to throw in the towel because I feel destined to lose. Every avenue turns out to be wrong and I'm starting to get that trapped/stuck feeling and when I do I start getting low and angry