I have been faced with the predicament of: Stay in my house with a tyrant father, or go to an apartment with a mother who I know "Had" (not sure if still!) a drinking problem.
The father keeps threatening psychiatric interment when he does not get his way. Mother well, has historically been a bit of a.. female dog...
Trouble is, stuck in the middle of all this are my hobbies! I weld and woodwork... unfortunately I have a hunch the super won't let me do either in the apartment. If I stay I might end up in with Larry the Nut! Sort of like the old Clash song "Should I stay or should I go.."
The apartment is nice, third floor (That is tall in our town!) etc.
To me it feels like by giving up my tools I will be in essence surrendering my independence! Nothing is more satisfying than to bond two pieces of steel together or build a table out of Ash...
Anyone else feel sort of the same way?
The father keeps threatening psychiatric interment when he does not get his way. Mother well, has historically been a bit of a.. female dog...
Trouble is, stuck in the middle of all this are my hobbies! I weld and woodwork... unfortunately I have a hunch the super won't let me do either in the apartment. If I stay I might end up in with Larry the Nut! Sort of like the old Clash song "Should I stay or should I go.."
The apartment is nice, third floor (That is tall in our town!) etc.
To me it feels like by giving up my tools I will be in essence surrendering my independence! Nothing is more satisfying than to bond two pieces of steel together or build a table out of Ash...
Anyone else feel sort of the same way?