Get Me Out

It's not that I'm a loner by nature... but the best times I've had so far this summer have been when I have the house to myself. I don't mind having to go to work all the time... not only do I see the benefits of having a job (money + experience), but it gets me away from my parents. I'm not even sure my brother is an ally right now because he doesn't seem to understand what it is like not having people watching you and checking up on your every move. When I wake up to go to work at insane hours of the morning, I know my mother is awake listening to my every move in the house. Sometimes she will even come down and watch me get ready for work to make sure I am doing it right. Then there is my father, who can't seem to deal with me and who for the past few days had made it super hard (impossible in fact for me to do it without breaking down) for me to get in and out of my house. He just seems so inconsiderate. I'm know my parents aren't ganging up on me, and this is how it has been my whole life (minus the fact that the garage door is broken right now) but lately as I have discovered what freedom is like, I cannot seem to be able to deal.