I'm fairly certain that when this lease is up, I am going to be moving back into my mom's house or into a studio apartment. The latter is unlikely because I've never owned a credit card. I could always stay with my mom, build up the credit and then move out into something of my own.
A lot of the time, I feel like I am living with a stranger. I get lied to or I don't get to know about certain things. Why - I will never know. And honestly, at this juncture, I don't care anymore.
I never lied to you and I never kept anything from you, yet you continue to do so. Imagine how difficult it's been to live with someone like that and to be with someone like that for this amount of time. Anyone would go crazy.