fuck where go begin. My parents and I have always had problems. Ever since I was young. Even when it was just me and my dad cause my biological mother was a drug addict who couldn't take care of a kid. Well two months ago shit hit the fan. And I mean a lot of shit. So what I did wasn't really that bad, my parents went out of town, I had a friend over when they said not to and we smoked a little weed. No big deal, no harm no foul. Well my parents found out and when they asked me about it and I told them they kicked me out. So I went to live with my grandparents and everything was going good, until my grandmother found my vape shit. And then found more. And then found cigerattes. So today she kicked me out and my parents let me back in cause I told them that if my grandparents kicked me out I was gonna straight up kill myself cause I can't take all this bouncing around. My parents took my car keys, won't let me drive (not even to work) and try to micromanage every fiber of my being. I can't do this shit anymore.

TL;DR my parents and my grandparents kicked me out for weed and nicotine and I can't stand living with my parents

Thanks for coming to my Ted talk. If you have any advice I'm all ears