I don't know what to write here. My life is unraveling fast. I wouldn't say my life has always been easy, but it's never been too hard either. Then a series of unfortunate events are unraveling what security I have left.

My dad lost his job back in the Spring, he was laid off of the place where he worked when they decided to downsize and do what he called "cost prevention". He then spent a few months working on getting a certification in Project Management. A PMP I think it was called. However, as he was working on that, he got an opportunity to get a job as a contractor for a company that was being hired for a company that needed contract work. Basically, he works for a guy who works for a guy who works for the boss he had before he left the job prior to the one where he was laid off from. So, he's working with programs he installed back in the late 90's early 2000's.

Then, before he could even start his new job as a contractor, he learned that Mom had misfiled his vehicle insurance, made a few mistakes and never fixed it. As a result, he couldn't drive his vehicle for a few weeks. Thank goodness we had that 20 year old jeep sitting in the garage for hauling garden and housework stuff. He used that in the meantime and eventually, Mom got his vehicle insured and he was able to resume using it.

I thought, surely, the worst is behind us, but its far from over...

A few weeks ago, I noticed my mom was sleeping in the guest room for a few nights in a row. She even moved a few things in there like she wasn't planning on sleeping in her and my dad's bed for the time being. I asked her if there was something wrong with their bed, she said no. I wanted so badly to ask if she and dad were okay, but didn't want to pry or be nosy. That sort of stuff is kind of private.

Flash forward to last weekend, and my dad had started a fire out in the fire pit. I sat outside with him, Mom came out and joined us, and we all sat around the fire and talked a bit. Then I left after a while. I wanted them to sort of have more private time to talk. I knew something was up but again, I didn't want to pry and ask questions.

Then, just earlier today, my dad comes home and says he's been having a hard time sleeping lately. That mom and he are having a really hard time lately. Mom has been away on a trip two weeks ago, and now this past week she has been away house sitting.

I'm legitimately scared. My life is crumbling. I don't know what to do. I'm crying on and off, I don't want to think about what could happen, but my mind is going through the million "what ifs" that one tends to go through in situations like this.

I've had nightmares sometimes where my parents split up, divorce even, but I've always been able to wake up from that madness. I can't wake up from this.