I've Had Enough

Well, the situation with my Aunt & Uncle just blew up in my face. Yesterday my Uncle called the apartment manager, she lied to him telling him that she had just seen me in the office earlier in the afternoon, so now they think I'ma liar. I was trying to do the right thing, buying out of the lease so that it wouldn't affect my Aunt's credit score but now I don't care! This isn't the first time they have doubted my intentions, before I married my last husband my Uncle flat out told me that unless I could prove to him I wasn't trying to take advantage of my mother that he wasn't going to take my Aunt or Mom to my wedding. So, I've decided to cut them out of my life, I've blocked them from calling me & I won't ever again go to Ft. Worth. I don't have time to waste on people who don't understand, respect, accept & lift me up. 
See the problem with my Aunt & Uncle is that they think like all Republicans do which is mental illness isn't a real handicap so I need to get off my lazy butt & go to work. It's a possibility that I may be lazy but not likely. My father taught us kids our work ethic "you don't work, you don't eat" & I believed it for many years, which is why I spent many years getting jobs & then quitting them quickly. I quit my jobs because I can't deal with other people's bullshit. I would rather go to a store late at night so I don't have to run into crowds, I don't like feeling crowded. After a short while I get sick of seeing the same faces everyday, I get tired of being told when to come into work, I get tired of being told when to take a break, & I get tired of being told when I can leave. I don't know what it is, something just snaps to the point where I feel like if I have to go to work I would rather kill myself.
I have to do something that I enjoy doing, I enjoy travelling & writing. I have to interact the world on my own terms so I don't get that nauseous feeling in my stomach that signals the fight or flight response. I feel that if I can hone my writing & photography skills then I could actually make money doing something that I enjoy. As you know they say that if you do something you love you will never have to work a day in your life. I've always enjoyed writing, it's among the few things that actually keep me somewhat sane. The rub is that I'll have to have some kind of training to make money as a Travel Writer/Photographer. No one will take me seriously unless I have some kind of sheepskin. 
Being a writer is easy, just write, but no one pays attention to you unless you have that sheepskin. No one takes you seriously unless you do the research that will support your opinions. No one takes you seriously unless you've written something that they have actually read. 
Needless to say the apartment manager is going to get an earful tomorrow. Since I was told by her boss that they can't negotiate with me since I don't actually hold the lease she's going to have to do it for me. She had no business commenting about my personal life, that's not in her job description as the apartment complex manager. She knows nothing about my personal life because I don't discuss it with her. She made a bad situation worse. See, the 1 truth that I know about myself is that it's better for me to keep my mouth shut when I'm upset because most likely I'll say something stupid that will ruin everything. That's why I didn't call my Uncle earlier to talk to him about what's going on, now I won't speak to him ever again. Him repeatedly calling me isn't going to help, I'm done.