The Solo Van Experience

So there was one time in my life where I had decided to move out of my mothers house because prices for rent were starting to become a little high and I wasn't making enough money so I ended up moving out and living in a van for a moment of my life. I had a couple of choices either I got myself a motorcycle or I got myself a van. I ended up going for the Van and it was an interesting time. I spent quite some time in it. When me and my friends picked it up we were amazed on how the van worked. That van made us all happy and me and my friends shared so many great moments but not ones that lasted very long for one I wanted build a bed onto it so I would be able to sleep better so I drove it a lot of times to home depot and took it there so I could get planks to build it. One time it was someone's birthday and they ended up having it parked near a park which we left it there for an entire day in the morning I ended up trying to get it to work. My dad ended up changing the torque converter because it wasn't good anymore. Also, before that there was a moment where I drank quite a lot and remembered someone I knew just make the car make loud noises like if it was a racing car. I was definitely out of it and didn't know how to make the most out of it. I know part of it could have been that one day the alternator ended up failing me. my friend wanted me to go take it to a Mc Donald's that was a little far and it ended up getting stranded in the middle of the freeway there was nothing I could do about it.

I had no choice but to haul it to where I used to live but my mom had already changed a lot of things in the house to what used to be my room. i lost it and no longer lived there. So I ended up making one of the hardest choices I had to do in my entire life. I had to move in with my dad who has helped me out with the van for quite some time. there was one big problem he didn't like the fact that I was living in my van and thought it was a waste of money I ended up selling it and Was no longer possession of it all of this freedom to be stripped away by my lack of power I still had my job at a warehouse job but I ended up losing that job by a decision I thought was going to turn out great. Which never did and no van of course my depression hit the roof after losing everything I had. My dad did give me his car but I got rid of mine and I got really turned off by a comment my oldest sister made how could I be left with the car I have now. Till this day some things about her really make me angry but not in bad way. I care about my family but sometimes I wish I didn't have to go through any of this. At the end of the day the time I spent in the van was just a really great time but it could have always gone differently whether for the better or for the worse. now things feel very different I'm on the start to achieve something that could be very impactful.

But I know support is needed and I can only go so far. At least now I check to make sure that it really is worth the grind. A different kind of thought process compared to those I already made. I enjoyed my time alone sometimes there were nights where it felt really calm but now things are starting to be a little better and part of me is seeking that freedom with power and in top of everything make the right decision have a strong morality