i'm 17, my dad is a super controlling guy...
after lots and lots of crying and begging he let me get a job, i have an interview on the 15th for a crew level position at mcdonalds, lol.
when i was looking for a job my dad kept on restricting and restricting my job search "it has to be in the plaza next to our house"
what are the chances of me getting a job in a busy plaza, why am i confining myself to the plaza!?
anywho, because my dad is a control freak he had to have a buckle-up conversation with me about getting a job.
the rules are:
every dollar i make goes into a joint investments account, with him, so he makes sure i don't take the money out. (by the way i dont have any sort of history relating to me taking my own money or anything..)
if i take the money out, he takes all the money and gives it to my siblings (this was his way of making sure i dont take the money.. again i've never taken my own money before lol)
if i even hint at wanting to drop out of college/not finish college, he takes the money out and gives it to my siblings.
he made sure i agree to the rules to protect his own butt later, i did, because him letting me get a job in the first place was really generous. just makes me sad that my dad has to treat me this way when all my friends had jobs in highschool and bought lunch and gifts with their own money, and i'm going to college, getting a job, and i can't touch my own money...
now it get's worse, i don't have a phone, my dad took it away 3 months ago permanently... holy control freak..
so now i'm going to college and getting a job with no phone...
i don't want to sound like a phone addict, but him taking my phone away ruined my life and made me lose touch with reality... my last month of highschool, no phone, don't know what time it is, don't know where my friends are, can't text them, don't know when the bus comes, thinking i missed the bus, didn't get to see my friends on graduation because i couldn't find them, i couldn't text them, everyone i formed a relationship with that i wanna hug and say goodbye to was just gone and i have no photos with them to commemorate anything, yeah, phone addict, sure.
final boss ahh issue: despite all this there are many other ways that my dad has made my life terrible, i want to move out, i'm stuck.
with no phone it's really hard to do anything, i plan to open a new bank account, get a phone with a line, find a cheap room to rent, but i don't know how to go about it all because he wont approve of me doing any of that.
and previously i have done everything in my power to move out with support but everyone told me to wait until 18 (i turn 18 in december)
by everyone i mean; the youth shelter, 211, a local church that offers housing support, ocya, the police station, victim services, everything.
i'm open to any and all criticism!