It’s been a few months since you moved out. Your mother was concerned for your wellbeing, wondering how you would handle yourself in the real world, but you kept telling her it was fine. You kept telling yourself it was fine. You work a decent job, it gets the bills paid, and is enough for a membership to your addiction; the gym.

One day at the gym, your working out, and after the workout you sit on your car. what do you do?