Last Updated on March 5, 2025

Because of my schizoaffective disorder, I am unable to work. Although I wish I could, and I sometimes miss it—especially being around people—I don’t miss waking up early, sitting in traffic, and driving to work. It sucks not having money and living at home with my parents, but these are the cards I was dealt.

I spend a lot of time sleeping and lying around, feeling horrible about my condition. It’s something I still haven’t fully come to terms with and will probably struggle with for the rest of my life. I think part of it is due to the side effects of my medication.

I read books, and autobiographies are my favorite, especially those about entrepreneurs who built something out of nothing. I recently read Shoe Dog, the book about the founder of Nike, and learned a lot from it—especially how, like me, he spent a lot of time analyzing and worrying about his company.

I’m still an aspiring entrepreneur. I spend some time buying cheap products from China and selling them on platforms like Facebook Marketplace to make some extra money within the limits allowed by Social Security. I also brainstorm business ideas that could someday lead to starting my own company.

I also write in this blog and take online college classes.

I regret not getting married and having a wife. Because of my trauma, I don’t think I’m capable of having a good relationship. Seeing my parents argue all the time didn’t help. It’s not the best living situation, but it sure beats being homeless.

I watch movies on Netflix, and I try to go for walks and work out sometimes. If you can work, be grateful—you don’t have to worry about being broke for the rest of your life.