Things could of been worse, at least you can be here and your family is doing good.

Lived my entire life until i was 15 under domestic violence from my father's part which had him deported. I got a bit of PTSD from a traumatic event, right after i fell in love with an exchange student and we just couldn't be together, she attempted suicide several times because of this when she left and couldnt come back and i couldnt go because of DACA, she survived and cut her off completely to stop the pain, right now i work for the best hotel from a really well known company and im at war with the entire management team because my knowledge surpasses them in all aspects and they envy me a lot since my relationship with the owner of the hotel is really good.

I fell in love with a chick that happens to have epilepsy at work too, we loved each other a lot and had huge plans but since that war is going out at work she got tired of the gossiping and left consequently i had to let her go since the relationship couldn't work because of distance.

There is quite a bit that im not mentioning, losing DACA would be pulling my last straw pretty much, lets just wait and see what happens next year.

Money has no value for me anymore i just focus on learning more about my profession to distract myself and be better at work.