Day 30
Ive been living here for a month now, the longest month of my life. I think i am getting depressed. There don't seem to be any jobs for college dropouts. All I do is eat, watch tv and raid my father's immense liqour cabinet.I try to ignore them but that's easier said than done. I need to get my shit together but it feels like I am stuck in quicksand.
I have no money and I have gained about 15 pounds since i moved in. I was a size 36, now i am a 40. My pants don't fit me and I have no money for new ones. I would ask my father for some money, but I hate him and don't want to owe him anything.