Well, my life officially sucks. My parents do not want me anymore. They both want me out of the house by the middle of the year. My mother's exact words to me: "I wash my hands of you". My father acts like I do not exist. At least on the bright side I will not have to look after them in their old age. I have no idea what to do. Looks like I will have to be homeless for a while. I used to be friends with a guy who was homeless by choice. It was some type of spiritual new age thing. So maybe being homeless will not be so bad. I just hope I can find the strength to go through it. Sometimes I just wish I would die and not have to go through all this. I spoke to a psychic once, and she said I had to realise everything happens for a reason. Another psychic said I need to learn to look after this moment. Apparently the next moment will take care of itself if I am happy in this moment. My life sucks.