I failed as a daughter..

I live at home, age 24. I have a rocky releationship with my mother. When the check bounces, they argue and then she puts her frustration on me.


I got a contract to work at the schools cafeteria... but sadly I havent been getting calls.

I joined this rehabilitation services to help me coach and get better at jobs ( I've lost a few jobs with terrible anxiety ) so she told me to go there.

everything seemed fine and she acted like she understood my struggles.

but today an argument happened between then, her telling me to grow up and get over my anxiety ..

isnt the point of this job counseling is to help me get better?..

I feel hurt..depressed... she was happy with me joining and now this. now shes talking ill about me in the other room.

this is why I drink to make myself feel better.