My son says I need to stop worrying about him.  Then he stops talking to me.  This is day 3.   He tells me after work a  few nights ago he was going to skip going back to school AGAIN this quarter.  Work has offered him a better shift...well they talked about it...doesn't mean it will happen the way I see it.   I told him that getting his education should come before work.  When I said "It's not like you pay rent or have to buy food" he took that all wrong.  I meant it as in he didn't need money to survive on just his activities/clothes and such.  Now he is buying his own food.  Now I have too much food for me.  I'm giving my son space.  I know how he gets if I try to talk to him...angry.   He suffers from depression, wouldn't doubt he's bipolar.  Can't get him to sign up for the county's medical care.  I want him so badly to get his degree and have a future.  I never finished college.  He doesn't see how I don't want him to end up like me.  I posted a song on Facebook for my son called "If I Could", a mother singing to her child.  One line is "I know the life I gave you isn't mine to live"; how true that is.