My dad doesn't trust the car.. if that makes sense. It is in really bad shape and he doesn't want to worry about me driving it and it breaking down. So he picks me up on the weekends where I go home to work.
As far as a psych vs. my mom goes, the way it works in my head is that I need to tell my mom so she can set me up with a doctor. I can't do that myself. I have issues dealing with responsibility..

Idk.. its stupid, I know. But whatever.
Thank you for the welcome!