Depressed.

[gd1996]

Sell a car or both and get out of debt... that's something that can be replaced. My parents got divorced right after I graduated and it did have an impact on my life. But thats something you can't control and you got to do and find what makes you happy.

And yeah turning a hobby into a career isn't a great idea. I did it and I hate it now... I used to work 12 hours a day on my own old muscle cars, now I'm luck to put in 4 hour days on customer cars.

[cammed goat]

Didn't read past the first few threads but I feel for ya. My father is trying to get a promotion at his job, which was putting stress on his and my mother's marriage leaving my mother with the thoughts of divorce. My GTO was laid up at the time so my father and I carpooled together. One Tuesday, my father decided to work all day on his day off, which he does not get paid for and we all had a BIG blow up. My mother and I went to his job to pick him up around noon and my father just went about his business. Pissed my mother and I off to no end. So I took my mother home and we were aggravated. Fast forward...to EIGHT PM and I get a phone call asking where we were. I went the FK off like he didn't matter to me at all. I went to his job, left the car running, and I walked down the side of Rt 17 from Ramsey and made it to Ho-Ho-Kus in two hours. I was IRATE. I could have seen a murder and not flinch. From 8:30 to 10:45 I was walking until my phone rang and my parents asked me where I was. They said to remain where I was and they were coming to get me. Have you ever been so PISSED THE FK OFF YOU WERE SHAKING? Yeah, that was me. They got me and I was sore and PTFO from all the yelling and the lack of consideration my father had for my mother. My father apologized to my mother and myself...and I told him he was full of it. I told him I was gettin REAL tired of repeating myself(I take after my mother and her side of the family). Sh1t gets real old with me and the older I get and learn, the shorter my fuse gets. I walked through five towns and didn't feel anything, that's how pissed I was. When we got home, my body shut down. My legs were sore, and my back was hurtin something fierce. But, being my mom is an Army brat, she has that "Old enough to know better" and "NO excuse for failure" mentality. I live by that mentality with some "ZERO TOLERANCE 100%" mixed in.