I picked up a Real Simple magazine yesterday.  On page 85 there’s a start of an article: It’s important to find your own spiritual home by Veronica Chambers.  The girl in the article had an accepting mother; her mother let her decide what her path should be.  It made me think, a little light bulb went off.  Started our battle perhaps…

My mom and I had an epic battle this morning.  Why?  Because I want my own life.  This doesn’t feel like a home, more of a prison.  I have to conform to what they (my parents, more so my mother) want, be what they say, their way or the highway…end of discussion.  The thing is I don’t get enough from disability to live on my own and I have no one to move in with (other family members).  One of my biggest fears (hmmm, I think this has been how to control me…) is losing the roof over my head, them throwing me out.  I’m going to be looking at transportation for the disabled today, since there isn’t public transportation close by.  I know that it’s available; I’ve seen the cars before.  She won’t kick me out yet, it’s hanging by a very thin thread.