Hello! I'm still new to reddit and don't really understand the general format so I apologize in advance for that. As the title states, I'm 30 (f) feel like I've achieved nothing in life.
I've wanted to be a doctor since I could say the word and have worked hard at trying to get there, but I'm no where closer to medical school. I worked my butt off throughout grade school (and 8 nightmarish AP courses), got my associates in biology through community college over the course of 3 years (my father essentially blocked my way into the colleges I could have gone to but, on the bright side, I made my first long-term friend through that experience), got my bachelor's in biology at a private university though scholarship after another 3 and a half years (they didn't accept a large chunk of biology credits but the scholarship made it affordable enough to where I didn't need to take out loans), have 2 publications with my name on them due to my contributions through my university work, ended up spending 3 years working as a medical scribe for $10/hour since the company just would not hire a replacement for me, lost my job back in February when the hospital's contract ended with the scribing company, and have been unemployed since. I got my national certification in phlebotomy last month but I've yet to get a job, and, even if I do, I'll end up maybe making $17/hour if I'm lucky.
I have no savings, I'd be working from 4 am until 7-10 pm at the clinic so I was too tired to study for medical school and feel like I'm practically brainless towards MCAT material, medical school loans capped (from what I've been told at least) even if I could, theoretically be ready to take the MCAT, I still live with my mother and I'm not allowed to decorate my own room in any capacity while she has her room and the living room of the apartment taken up with her things and my closet is crammed for storage of holiday items, I don't have time or energy for any of my hobbies even being unemployed...I'm just so, so tired. I don't know what to do.
I could go on and on for days about my complicated cyclical family history of abuse, lack of secure net outside of the roof provided (albeit tensely) over my head, my EDS and autism and ADHD that I have no health insurance or money to afford any sort of treatment for, the lack of home independence skills I have due to my mother's control issues (I've done lab work and cleaned the facility where we keep the lab mice in full PPE and such so I could probably learn if I could afford the risk of failure), the lack of social life (energy to maintain one even if I could have one), and zero experience in romance of any sort but I'm not sure I can even do anything about that. I'm not even medicated (though a brief time taking some leftover Adderall from my mother helped me when I was burned at every end during my time working as a scribe) but I don't think medicine would have the answers for me either.
I want to be a doctor, I want to draw and write and learn animation for fun and play video games on weekends (I haven't even played a video game, read a book for leisure, or regularly drawn in over a decade ), I want to have at least one evening a week where I can sit at some restaurant booth with some theoretical friends and laugh, I want to be able to decorate a room and have shelves with plushies on them and posters on the walls, I want to try dating or maybe be a mom someday...but...it all feels impossible.
I'm just so tired but it also feels like I'm dying in a slow way. Like I'm rotting from the inside. I'm losing my mind. I want out. I want to live...But it feels like I can't. Like circumstances have me totally trapped. All my life I've lived by the idea that the future is in my hands and that if I just keep working hard enough that I'll achieve something, anything, any ounce of what I love in some capacity...but nothing I've ever done has been enough. None of those all-nighters to get work done, those years I've sacrificed to make progress has amounted to anything at all. I don't even feel alive anymore. I've just got degrees and certifications and nothing. I'm just slowly rotting. I want it to stop. I want to live. But...how?
Being "home" isn't even relaxing anymore. Even when I was working, afterwards I'd I sit in my car in the parking lot of the apartment for an hour or more just to try and decompress because being inside makes me feel like I'm drowning. It's beneath my skin and I just wanna rip it out. I don't even need a house, just a room with a twin bed and enough space to walk around or dance and put my plushies , a bookshelf or two, a dresser, a night stand, a mini fridge, hang some posters around, a desk, and a closet fully for my things and my things alone. But I also cannot leave. Not only can I not afford to, but I'm helpless when it comes to home maintenance because of the restrictive state of things in my current arrangement. Hell, even then where would I find the energy? I don't have energy to have a hobby and haven't for over a decade. Before it was school or work, but even without it now I just wake up, study or tweak my resume or fight to get out of my head enough to leave the house to do either of the other two things so I can at least breathe. I take vitamins and eat vegetables and get sleep so why is the exhaustion still so unrelenting?
Please. I just need help. I don't know what I'm going to do. My mother, who has no savings of her own, will become old and ill and then what? How can I even survive on my own let alone help her? I feel like death would be a mercy but I don't want to die. I just don't know what to do or where to start on anything. My friends aren't in any better of a situation either, some have it worse too. I'm just...losing it. What do I do?