One time, I went cross country and set out on my own. I really loved it. But some time later I wasn't making it, so I had to move back home. I felt like I did have depression back then because I got very discouraged easily while looking for work and not getting any offers. And I remembered that I slept a lot.
I didn't want to move back home and be with my parents and older sister back then. But I had to because my money was running out and my parents just couldn't keep sending me money. So I moved back. At first it was nice. But after a while I really hated it. And then it got worse. I felt like they were very controlling, critical, and unreasonable. After a couple of years, I moved out and never went back. After that experience I had when I moved back home, I realized that I needed to grow up more. When I went back on my own again, I took jobs at times that I hated. It was when the economy was going through bad times. It really paid off that I took those lousy jobs; and I did get lead into much better positions. Better yet, I never had to move back home.
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