I feel like I might explode. I just need to rant a little. Some of it might not make much sense (unless anyone has followed some of my blog), but I just want someone unbiased to hear me, and maybe provide some advice.
I'm going to be 26 in January. This November marks my 7th year being married to my husband. I can't drive. He can't drive, either. My parents were supposed to teach me, but my dad is busy all the time, and my mom doesn't want to. She has fibromalgia and is very impatient. She's trying to quit smoking now too, so I just stopped asking her. If I "bug" her too much she'll start smoking again and it'll be my fault.
My husband and I live in walking distance from my parents. If I need to go to town, I have to walk to their house before she leaves, even if I've told her the day before (except on rare occasions) that I need to go with her. She'll either figure I don't need to go, because I didn't get over there fast enough, or she would rather go by herself, because she hates going anywhere, and I guess I keep her in town longer than she wishes. I think another reason she doesn't want to teach me is because she thinks I will steal her Independence. She used to do all the housework, yardwork, and tending to the pets before her pain set in. She can still manage with housework, but she complains constantly, yet doesn't want help when offered. She doesn't understand that I don't want her independence; I want my own.
I have become so bored these past few years that hardly anything makes me feel happy anymore ... let alone excited. I kind of feel like a very old person awaiting death. I only go out for grocery shopping and church. Here lately, I've skipped going to church, because I feel a huge bitterness toward anyone that seems happy. Then I feel guilty for not going to church afterward. Go figure.
I will go over to my parent's house a lot. We eat there when we run out of food, and are waiting for our food stamps to come in. My mom really only likes to go on Fridays, so even if we get them earlier in the week, we still have to wait until Friday to buy food. My 12 year old brother gets on my last nerve. All the time. It's gotten were I can't even tolerate being near him. I have some really bad sound sensitives (undiagnosed misophonia), and even the sound of his voice invokes rage. He makes deliberately loud noises just to annoy me. He doesn't respect my husband, and is constantly treating him like he's his same age, or younger. He gets away with everything and has way more privileges than I ever did. I was raised on spankings and got yelled at constantly for doing small things. He does worse and hasn't been spanked in over a year. He's barely even yelled at too. Meals revolve around whether or not he will eat them. He has free rein over the entire house, it seems. When I was little, my dad was the one in charge, but now it seems like my brother is the king of the house.
But, because I depend on my parents for every, single thing, I can't let my annoyances out. If I make them mad (if I even argue with my brother!) my mom might not want to take my trash off, or take me to town or to church. It frustrates me to no end! She will usually get over it before it comes to that, but not before making me feel super guilty over it.
Also, another thing that grates my nerves is that my mom tends to overlook things I say. We're not exactly compatible, but it doesn't mean she has to tune me out when I tell her something. I can tell her something, and she gets this glazed look on her face, and just says something like, "Oh. Mmhmm. That's good. Yeah." and then starts talking about something that has absolutely nothing to do with what I just said. It drives me up the wall!
I also have no friends. I have acquaintances on facebook (people who occasionally like or comment on my statuses), but nobody who would actually visit me or hang out with me. I don't blame them. I'm a very negative, boring person. I even annoy my husband with my constant complaining about how boring my life is. I have never been good at bottling emotions. I also cry almost every day. I either cry or get really, really angry and explode at him. I know I shouldn't, but he's the only safe person I can vent at. I just get so uncomfortably angry, that I can't think straight and just want to hurt myself. I don't know what to do when I get that angry.
We're extremely poor, so therapy is definitely out of the question. So is getting put on antidepressants (or antpsychotics). I can't even afford painkillers for a neck injury I sustained as a teen that left me permanently stiff.
Sometimes I just really, really hate life. I know there are worse out there than me, and that makes me feel even worse about myself. While other people can make the best of worse situations, here I am super pathetic, wallowing in my own misery instead of doing anything about it. It also doesn't help that I suck at everything I try to do. I wanted to try couponing to save us money, sucked at it. I wanted to try gardening to grow my own food, what a surprise! Sucked at that too. lol. You get the picture. I'm not even very good at writing, even though I claim to be an aspiring author.
I almost completely stopped exercising. The only thing that really makes me happy is eating junk food. I look forward to it like I'm going out to a theater, or something. I've been binging on Halloween candy I bought on clearance since Friday. I guess it's better than cutting myself. Or it might be close to the same. lol.
I'm almost constantly in a dreary state. I only ever feel happy if I'm anticipating something (food included, although I'm more talking about something out of the ordinary), but most of the time when the thing of anticipation comes, I'm left feeling empty and indifferent. A sort of "Great, what do I have to look forward to now?" kind of feeling. I also feel happy if I've taken painkillers for my neck or had a lot of sugar or caffeine. That happiness wears off with the effects, of course.
Since I'm almost always in a dreary state, I'm also terribly lazy and sometimes have bad hygiene. My house is usually in a state of despair, but it would be, either way, since it's practically falling a part (it's a very old trailer).
Sorry, this was so long and random.
I just feel like my life is being wasted. I want to have experiences. I don't want to be just sitting around, waiting to die.


You said you like writing but don't feel like you are good at it, maybe you could take an online writing class? It seems like you have internet since you're on here, and there are pell grants, scholarships, student loans, etc to pay for it. If you are stuck at home all day, it would make you feel better for you to do something rather than just sit around all day feeling worse. I'm sure you will surprise yourself. I recently started back to school after a 3 year break, and I know when I get an A on a test, it makes me push forward harder so that I can keep impressing myself. 

