I'm 28 and I'm stuck with a narcissistic family whose behaviour makes me feel like an object, and that feeling really makes me feel horrible I cannot move out, I have no job and I have difficulties finding one cause of how exhausted I feel, not to mention that our housing crisis
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Oh, how I miss the days when we would just hang out. Hell, it wasn't complicated. Lighthearted. Fun. We would be spontaneous, I'd bring snacks, heh, or we'd set a date, decide to skip school in the afternoon to play Mario Kart on the Wii. It's a fond memory.