I think I have ptsd from finally getting the last of my stuff out of my old apartment yesterday. It was horrendously difficult. It has left me with no desire to work today
I moved in with my parents for a bit. I need to pay down some debt and hopefully save for a house. Plus, they are old and it's pretty helpful for them to have me around
My father is Batshit insane and refuses to get psychological help. He's literally Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde. But the trauma was just the difficulty of getting everything into my truck. I accumulated a LOT of stuff over the last 7 years, and yesterday was the absolute last day I had to finish.
He's not physically violent, just filed with rage and vitriol 65% of the time, for absolutely no reason. Also he is 77. I can take him. I wish he would get violent, that way I could have him involuntarily committed for being a danger to others.