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So my friend we'll call him James (not his real name) and I (16 years old) were supposed to meet to play some basketball.
When I came from a forest near his house to cut a shortcut I saw that he was with some little kid (a brat).
We went to the sports centre (me not thinking much about the little kid being there) And when we started playing he and I got into a discussion when he was teaching a kid that male and female friendships don't exist and how women are annoying and only good for bed.
Now he was saying that bc he watches too much Andrew Tate I won't go into my opinions on Andrew Tate here but I think he is a bad person.
Now we are playing basketball and the little brat started attacking me and my friend was cheering him on. Not wanting to hit him bc I would've been the bad guy then when he tried to kick me I slowly pulled him to the floor.
Keep in mind I wasn't trying to hurt a kid after that a few minutes later that kid started attacking me again so I showed his face to the floor while holding him so he won't fall/kiss the concrete.
After that he started crying and attacking me and he was throwing his shoes at me so I threw them even further away and said: "I really hate fucking brats" and a female friend of mine who was near heard me and came over and somewhat took down the situation to my other friend and the brat.
Now my friend thinking all women are annoying and only good for one thing took her as a joke and mocked what she said where I told him to fuck off and learn that he isn't the smartest.
And so when I left to air out he started texting and calling like: :Oh he won't bother us again I promise" I ignored it and decided to scare him bc this isn't the first time when he was acting smart or did something like that to the point to irritate someone.
So I decided to scare him since he was a little kid he was scared of Jeff the killer comming out of the forest. Now as a creepy pasta enjoyer I now quite a bit so when it was dark about 10:50pm I went there played Friday the 13th theme song bc it scares him even when I imitate it (I can make a good imitation of it)
Then in my most alike voice to Jeff the killers kinda close I had to go with the creeper not deeper version said: "Hello there would you like to find out what happens to people who wrong me"
And if he wasn't scared enough I smashed a tomato and threw the soup like part at him and he literally screamed his ass off.
So am I the jerk for handling it the way I did.

Hi all,
I'm 25M.
- I have some kind of phone call anxiety, I need to build a lot of mental courage to make a phone call even for simple tasks. Like calling the employment agency to get some task done for my father, calling the DMV to ask a question about having a car transferred to my name, calling a marketing agency to see where we're at for an e-commerce shop that I'm making etc. I end up never calling.
- I'm quite bad at managing my health. Self-care to start, I'm quite terrible at brushing my teeth. I do work from home most days. Also I'm always putting off going to the gym. I'll go once, then stop for some months. I'm quite horrible with my diet too, but for that I think just proper budgeting and stopping food deliveries will, as a side-effect, go a long way to fix my weight issue.
- I'm very anxious about my job. I get what feels like very little feedback from my managers. Just some feedback from co-workers, many of them it just seems like they don't know what they're talking about tho. I basically get performance anxiety, I could be a stellar employee but if I don't get frequent feedback about it it just feels like I could be fired next week. Also an important part of this is my time management. I don't like to wake up and go to work early, so for the office days I'll either be like 20-30 minutes late or I'll just work from home in the morning and show up in the office during lunch break. Performance-wise this is not affecting me but I think other co-workers can get jealous that I'm getting some kind of special treatment.
- Last thing to mention, I've signed up for a work-related certification since last year but I end up very rarely studying the material and watching the pre-recorded online lessons. Just seems like I don't have the motivation, even tho the topic is interesting to me. And could really help with my career progression.
Not sure what I'm looking for here, I guess some advise on how to tackle these issues.

Hi there ✌🏻
About me: I’m a big tall boy 😤😤 at 6’3, I have blue eyes and dark blonde hair and wear glasses cause my eyes don’t work so good🤓, I have lots of different hobbies like rowing, playing video games, watching one piece and rizzing you up. I’m big into documentaries and kind of a big film buff, I don’t really listen to music expect when I’m having a lil Friday evening drink so podcasts are my main thing. I’m full time employed as a Manager in a NGO. I have my own car and looking to buy a house at the moment. I have been told I have a baby face don’t hold it against me. I’m kinda into feet, I don’t like that I am but if it’s a deal breaker that’s cool don’t message me.
About you: looks wise I don’t really have a preference, someone cute and trendy, I for some reason like it when girls paint their nails idk why. and someone who’s driven, ambitious and got their own life going on. Also if you had a couple similar hobbies that would be neat so we can talk about stuff and get excited about the same lame shit 😫😫😫😫😫.
Not to be too serious but I am looking for something real and long term, if that’s not what you’re into that’s totally cool we just won’t match I don’t think! Anyway yeah dm me and we can have a nice lil convo and find out all sorts about each other, idk what else to write here
K love you bye

So, to cut a long tale short, I'm 26 years old, didn't technically graduate from high school approximately 4 years ago, and have been avoiding employment ever since.
After high school, my family would constantly remind me that I needed to get employment. I would ignore them and claim that I would eventually do so, although not attempt to do so. I'm NEET due to social anxiety and some past trauma, so finding a job is a pretty daunting prospect for me.
I ultimately heard that I had to have a job or else I would be homeless, so I reluctantly applied for government assistance. I didn't want to do this because it would have required me to report to a job agency and actively seek employment to maintain my benefits. I would have nothing to show for myself week after week, and my agent would make an effort to humiliate me for not having any work leads. I detested observing them.
Covid-19 eventually arrived and saved my life. I was now receiving three times as many benefits without having to look for a job. Everything was going well. I got takeaway every night and bought a load of Valorant skins. I was content:)
Nevertheless, this did not endure, and despite receiving over $20,000 in compensation, I had nothing left. I had to meet my employment agent every other week once more when my benefits eventually returned to what they had been, or did I? You see, I had a brilliant idea that I termed "operation sink or swim" in which I had to choose between going without a place to live and finding a job.
I was reasonably optimistic that I had time to get my stuff together because I had enough money for my living expenses to last around six weeks. However, I didn't. At this point, my anxiety about being around people and my trauma-related problems were less severe than they had been when I first became a NEET, but I had developed some pretty bad habits, like waking up, eating, and drinking coffee before spending the rest of the day watching YouTube, porn, and playing video games. I was unable to end the loop.
After a while, my mother observed that I wasn't buying groceries as frequently, that I would wait until I was out of food before buying more, and that I was constantly late with my rent payments. The game was over since I could no longer even hold my weight and everyone in my family realized how much of a failure I was. My mother's expression of dismay devastated me, and my emotions of shame deepened. It was agreed that my only value was as a helper for errands and housework, which is understandable given that I wasn't paying for it myself, but it was embarrassing to essentially be everyone's slave.
At this time, I realized I had to take action. I had felt I could handle getting a job until I had to confront the fact that I had to do it. But the reality of it was just too overwhelming; worrying about what my coworkers would think of me and that they would hold me accountable if I made a mistake was embarrassing. I also worried that this would be seen as my first step into complete independence and that I would no longer have the luxury of living off my family and instead would be a wage slave for the rest of my life.
Other options had to exist, and they did. I've always been passionate about YouTube, and even though I hadn't posted much previously, I was sure I could build a popular channel. I identified a market gap and added podcast episodes from a YouTuber's podcast. Unexpectedly, after constantly doing this for a month, it ended up working, and I ended up with 15,000 subscribers and over 350k views. I joined the YouTube partner program, and my first month's earnings were $600. Unfortunately, nothing wonderful lasts forever, and when YouTube learned about this, they removed me from the YPP and shut down my channel. At this time, I genuinely felt hopeless.
After some time had gone, I was scrolling through Tik Tok when I came across someone boasting about how they had made $300 in a week by only spending two hours a day taking surveys. I wasn't exactly convinced and thought I wasn't the kind of person who would be foolish enough to download some dubious survey app, but it lingered with me. I searched for it in the app store and downloaded the first app I came across out of desperation and curiosity.
I chose to dedicate an hour to see how much money I could make from the surveys, which ranged in price from 80 cents to $3 for surveys lasting 5 to 20 minutes. After an hour, I earned a meager $11.23. It wasn't much money, and I'm pretty sure it's less than half the minimum wage where I live, but it still felt odd to me. When I deposited it to PayPal and subsequently my bank account, I saw real money for the first time in months.
After performing some quick arithmetic, I estimated that if I could make $10 per hour and spend 5 hours per day taking surveys, I could easily make $300 to $400 per week. Again, not a lot of money, but if I did this, I'd be making the same amount of money I was receiving in government assistance when COVID hit. However, this time I didn't have to worry about seeking work or even having a job; instead, I could just sit at home and complete surveys while watching Twitch streams.
This marked the beginning of my six-month journey towards a survey-only existence. There have been some additional benefits to doing this, notwithstanding the increased money. While earning money via surveys is a pretty dismal endeavor, it has given me structure and a measure of self-respect. Now that I don't have to perform all the housework, my days seem longer and happier. I get out of bed and cycle to the nearest coffee shop, where I spend $3.85 on a medium double espresso shot latte. I then ride back to my house and settle down, feeling all cozy, filling out surveys while watching YouTube videos and Twitch broadcasts. I feel more productive and can sleep better at night knowing that I'm not letting each day pass me by totally.
I think I've made good progress toward regaining my ability to function as a normal human. Oddly enough, I can picture a time in the future when I am contently working a 9–5 job or, even better, founding a business to free myself from wage labor. Now that they are aware of my condition and my willingness to make an effort to carry my weight, my family appears to be much more understanding of it. Speaking with individuals at my neighborhood coffee shop and getting to know them by name has developed into a pretty simple approach to engaging in social interaction each day, which has greatly reduced my social anxiety. Again, life feels good.
I figured that some people here might be interested in also doing surveys so I'll leave a link to the two survey apps that I use.
https://www.probrandreviews.com/
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I can see the road to success ready to walk to the light that shines forward with all of the tooths and nails laid down behind me on the ground as I walk forward to it. I will get busy soon. Very busy.

Y’all are probably smarter than me and/or have run more recently and did not need this PSA. But I’ve run the Mini almost every year for the last 10 years… except 2021 and 2022… and I had NO IDEA that the start line is no longer in Columbus Circle but rather is up on West 90th! I live right near Columbus Circle and I’m so glad I looked at the map because I definitely would not have left myself enough time to get there 😆
Anyway, see everyone out there tomorrow!

Anyone here near texarkana wanna go on date with me Monday 24yoa Male.

Let’s start at the very beginning! I’m a 17-year-old that is graduating today and I should be excited but I’m not. My family has made it hard for me to feel happy and here are the reasons why! When I told them I was graduating they said wow really we didn’t think you were. That broke me because I was slacking off from sophomore year to senior year but because I felt so trapped in my mind that I couldn’t escape it and they know this because I tried killing myself a year ago. I got a therapist and she told me to open up to my family about what happened because they were worried. So I did I told them that when I was little I got SA in my room by a guy my parents let stay at my house till he got a place to stay. This guy was a family friend. This scarred me to this day! We still live in the same apartment. I sleep in the same room and I could see my little self sometimes getting assaulted(like if it was a movie). I tried explaining to my family but they don’t get it they just think I'm a mess up and nowhere near my sister. When I say sister I mean the child that has never in their eyes done them wrong. She got good grades never missed school and never let them down. And I have to them because I let my grades slip I miss school because of health reasons and have gotten caught sneaking out. They have trapped me in my house for so long that I would sneak out to escape from my thoughts and to see my boyfriends who has helps me heal and forget. I understand that I’ve been a hard child but I’m trying my best to be okay and help. I got a job and I thought that they would help me like how they did to my siblings. Like, help me save money. But no I pay for everything that belongs to me. I pay for my phone, food, and dog everything just no rent but I know they are going to start asking me for some because they feel as tho I’m grown enough to be paying for me and my dog to live here. I would be happy to help but we don’t have our room and my sister isn’t paying anything. Mom told me since I have a tv I can start paying for the tv bill but I don’t use any of the Chanel’s or have cable in my room because I have a Roku and I pay for those Chanel’s and services. They got upset at me today because I didn’t want to go to tj with them for my birthday. I understand that they wanted to do something special for me but I didn’t want to go because of many reasons. Some are that my sex offender is close to there and me just not feeling safe, especially with the stuff going on over there today. They got upset and asked why and I said I just feel uncomfortable and would want to stay home. They said why do you go out with your friends then and I said I just wanna be home. My mom brought up the reason that I could drink over there and I said that’s not going to change my opinion I don’t want to go. They were calling me stubborn and all these names. I know they are going to bring this up today again when we go out to eat after graduation when my whole family is there to force me to say yes. They ALWAYS do this. I just want to be happy at my graduation and feel Like I did something for myself. Maybe I’m overthinking and overreacting as I tend to do. I just don’t know what to do!

I posted this a few months ago, and while I still don’t have a concrete answer (haven’t looked into it tbh), I came across something while rereading a piece on psychedelics and neuroplasticity that I came across some time back.
My original post: https://www.reddit.com/shroomstocks/comments/124nf7k/what_is_the_competitive_advantage_of_atais_vls01/
The Nature paper, “Towards an understanding of psychedelic-induced neuroplasticity”: https://www.nature.com/articles/s41386-022-01389-z
The excerpt, in case it helps anyone:
“In addition to 5-HT2A receptors, the effects on neurogenesis seen with DMT and 5-MeO-DMT could potentially involve other receptors [42, 43]. DMT has low but functionally significant affinity for the sigma-1 receptor, an orphan receptor involved in neuroprotection and neurogenesis [78]. Sigma-1 receptor antagonists block DMT’s effects on hippocampal neurogenesis [44, 79], and sigma-1 receptor activity has also been shown to stimulate neurogenesis in previous studies [80,81,82]. The affinity of DMT for sigma-1 receptors may also not only its effects on neurogenesis, but also DMT’s neuroprotective effects in a rat model of stroke [83].
Concerning 5-MeO-DMT, this molecule is unusual among psychedelics in that it has a nearly 1000-fold higher affinity for 5-HT1A than 5-HT2A receptors, and many of its effects are mediated by 5-HT1A receptors [79, 84,85,86,87]. Hippocampal 5-HT1A receptors may drive neurogenesis, suggesting that the effects of 5-MeO-DMT on neurogenesis could conceivably occur via potent, relatively selective activation of 5-HT1A receptors [88, 89]. Additionally, 5-HT1A receptors are generally inhibitory and tend to have opposite effects on downstream signaling pathways than 5-HT2A receptors [90,91,92,93]. Many psychedelics show binding affinity for both 5-HT2A and 5-HT1A receptors [94]. Furthermore, some of psychedelics’ effects on attention and the visual system may be mediated by the 5-HT1A receptor [95, 96]. The excitatory and neuroplastic effects of different psychedelic drugs in any particular brain region could conceivably depend on whether that region is richer in 5-HT2A or 5-HT1A receptors [79, 97,98,99,100,101].”

Short-term rentals AVAILABLE for 2 guest bedrooms in a single family 4 bed/2 bath home. This is an all-genders living situation. Common areas are shared with myself (female US-IMG, ambassador for Project IMG Chicago), my boyfriend and his brother. Non smoking, 2 cat friendly home.
ABOUT THE LOCATION: Clean remodeled place near beautiful Garfield Park Conservatory. 6 to 10 min walk to CTA Green Line. This neighborhood overall doesn't have much in terms of dining and entertainment, but with the CTA Green Line/short Uber drive/Divvy bike rental you can easily access great entertainment in Oak Park, Humboldt Park, Logan Square, Wicker Park, and downtown.
VERY close to some of the IMG friendly hospitals in the city. Closest hospitals to my home would be:

1. Loretto
2. Medical District: UIC/Rush/Cook County
3. AMITA St. Elizabeth, St. Mary's
4. St. Anthony's

Room 1: $800, small student room
Room 2: $1000, larger student room with private patio included
Rent includes furniture, utilities, Hi-Speed wifi, air conditioning and laundry.
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I currently work in a metal shop as a helper, and want to start an apprenticeship for the trade. To get accepted I need to take the accuplacer and score 239 in reading, 250 in arithmetic and 216 algebra/reasoning minimum. I'm not worried about reading or arithmetic, just the algebra. I've been out of school for 10 years and when I took algebra, I got a D. Any suggestions on what I should have down for me to score at least 236? I don't want to just hit minimum. When I see algebra problems my brain legit freezes up and I get so lost. Thanks for any input!

I had a shop, but wasn't selling too well there so I removed my listings and asked to close it. They never did.
After a few weeks of having it opened, it got outright hacked. Not sure how, email isn't compromised, never got two factor request to change anything, or that a new login started. I just got an email that I "owe" around 200 dollars in ads, never had ads. I login and see someone hacked my account and added a bunch of fake watches, 3 pages worth of them, with ads.
Hacker wasn't the brightest bulb, didnt change any personal info. So it still had my email, my password, my bank for payouts. I changed it all, changed my email login to be safe, contacted Etsy again to close the account and im not paying this. In the meantime I They finally closed the store and removed the ad fee's.
No issue for a bit, but now im getting alerts in my email that new ads are created and my account keeps showing a balance owed. The store side is still closed, nothing is there at all, and it asks me to open a store. But this balance keeps going up. I requested to just outright close my entire account, but they wont delete it because a balance is owed for some random ads.....
Will it eventually close? Will Etsy attempt to charge me? It wont let me disconnect my bank entirely because I wont provide an alternate one....
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If it helps they were messaging themselves the watches to add, the message read:
Hello is het een echte omega seamaster met papieren en doos
Not sure if I'm allowed to post their store.

Hello- I get paid Tuesday, but unfortunately cannot hold out until then. Needing to get back home but no bus routes or transit near me as I'm 20 mins from town. Ride fell through and I'm in a bit of a bind here. Asking for some help with funds to be able to get home. I would ask for a ride straight out- but it's a safety concern at this point. I can accept etransfer and can send/pay back on Tuesday afternoon. Pretty embarrassed needing to ask

First thing first, I am new to the game, started a week ago and I did not finish it yet. I am also made sure I go in completely blind into the game.
When DS3 released I used to have a friend that we would either play together passing the controller or sit in whatsapp and pour ideas after ideas, it was all exciting and fun.
But with Elden Ring I can't seem to find anyone. All my friends either too busy or doesn't interested in Lore.
I am only at the start (just beat Godrick, my 2nd proper boss) and with to avoid end game spoilers, but there is SO MUCH stuff to do and to see. The environmental storytelling in Elden is on another level. For example I just spent 10 minutes sitting near a nomad merchant, and suddenly at nightfall he started playing on his violin, that I assume was a piece of wood to cook food at the fire, and apparently it's the Leatherman of Elden rings, it's a music instrument, a pike, a fork and some other things that I only can guess.
So if anybody is first time playing currently and is fascinated as I am, or someone who finished the game but still enjoys the lore and just wants to discuss random stuff about the lore, please comment here so I can message you, or better yet just message me directly and let's explore together!

I (34M) was told by my sister (31F) that I'm "going too far" and it's not "my place" to do anything about this. So, my father broke my family when I was 16 cheating on my mother with her best friend. They got married and he got a new family. I went NC at 19 due to shifts in his personality and how they effected our relationship. Was in contact for a year at 24, attempted to repair the relationship without any effort on his part and went NC with him again when I got my own place.
My sister and I are not what I would consider close. I have been the good older brother when she is upset about his behavior but I cannot expect the same from her. We've had >20 hours of talking in a decade. I would not say that she "knows" me as we've not had a relationship since being under the same roof. My sister also believes my mom and I consumed by bitterness, while I see her as a "daddy's girl" making excuses for bad behavior in many different situations re: him, while downplaying what mom and I think (I generally agree with mom on nearly every issue involving him). Sis lived with him and my stepmom 5 years ago and was basically bullied and treated unreasonably by both of them. She went no contact with him during covid after he refused to see her child due to covid, while stepmoms daughter was invited into the home warmly with her new child.
My father works for the USPS. During my childhood he used his position to get people's addresses. Nothing malicious. The last time I received a piece of mail from him was around 2015 or 16 (while NC). I have never given him my address. No mutuals to give him that info either. Monday my sister received mail from him (no return address, stepmom wrote envelope, sis didnt recognize). It was a congrats card (she got her degree) but my sister has never given him her address and again no mutuals. She was upset and told my mom, my mom told me. I believe he has both of our addresses because of his job.
I filed a complaint with the OIG re: misconduct. I told my sis, gave her the info to do the same if she wants. She told me it was too far. I disagreed and gave her my opinion which began a fight with me and my mother. She said some hurtful things that are off base and I'm sort of offended by, I responded by telling her she was being a doormat/hypocrite by allowing him to violate clear boundaries that we have set. She also adopted a very condescending tone with me during the exchange while I basically told her the "tough/street" persona she puts on doesn't match up with her timidness re: father. Also reminded her that she treats my mother poorly compared to how she excuses his actions. Which lead to her acting like "I have kids, therefore I am more mature and so above it all" that irked me, telling me to get a life and to stop texting her.
I might be TA for choosing now to make a complaint when I received mail years ago and not caring about his livelihood/ whatever consequences might arise for him/ how sis feels about what I did.

I drove my kid to the bus stop today, due to rain. We were waiting in the car and my kid was in the backseat using his iPad, so we weren’t talking much. I glanced into my driver’s side mirror while waiting for the school bus, and I saw a cat cross the street behind me. I worried because a truck was coming down the road, behind me, and I saw the cat cross safely. The truck was an older green one, with a cab on the back, and it had a big board out the back of the cab. I noticed this because I was parked near a stop sign, and the truck paused beside me to stop before taking a right turn. Few minutes later, I see in my driver’s side mirror, an identical cat cross the road just where I had seen the first earlier. For a second I thought maybe they were siblings, or related somehow, and once again I watched to make sure the cat crossed safely. But then, the green truck with the board drove by, paused next to me, and made a right turn. Weird.

In a house with incomplete walls, lived a man, Who held life by a delicate thread so wan. His heart, a heavy stone, shadowed by doom, And the only light, the only room.
His spirit once danced in the warmth of a hearth, Once glowed with the laughter of kinship and mirth. But time, the great reaper, had stolen his cheer, His family had left, his end was near.
He'd built this house with his heart and soul, For his family, his joy, to make them whole. Brick by brick, and beam by beam, It was his life, his love, his dream.
But as his beloved departed from his sight, The house remained his only respite. Unfinished rooms echoed empty songs, Reminders of right in a world of wrongs.
Every hammer strike, every nail he drove, Was a promise to them, a silent oath. To complete the house, to make it whole, Was the last thread tying him to his soul.
Yet, he feared the day it would stand complete, For he knew then, life would taste bitter-sweet. Once the last brick was in place, the last nail driven, There would be nothing else tying him to the living.
So, he dwelled in the only room that was done, Under the solitary glow of a lonesome sun. His hands stilled, his tools gathered dust, In this unfinished sanctuary, he placed his trust.
The room held his heart, his pain, his tears, His hopes, his dreams, his unspoken fears. Surrounded by bare walls and wooden frame, He was a silent dweller in life's unfinished game.
Through the window, he'd watch the world rush by, Under the watchful, indifferent sky. In his unfinished house, he chose to bide, With no place to run, no place to hide.
And so he remained, in his solemn space, Living on the edge of time's embrace. The unfinished house, his only tether, An echo of a life, held together.
To his final days, he'd resist completion, For the house was his refuge, his salvation. Bound to life, by this fragmented palace, A man, his fear, and his unfinished house.
My whole life I've been depressed. I've always had a lack of desire to continue. A year ago the only things that were holding me here was my family and the debt I have collected because of the renovations have been trying to do on my house. I bought the house to try and give myself something to live for. I've known for a long time that if I go before the house is finished, it's going to negatively impact my family. But about 6 months ago I lost contact with all of my family. They left me because I lost my faith. Now I'm scared to finish my house because once it's done I will have nothing else keeping me here.

Hello everyone, I am an exmuslim and 18 yo girl. I live with my family and I didn't finish high school because I was in a very bad mental health, they were always discussing, and I was no will to keep living, this made me very depressed and I stopped caring of myself, stopped having friends and even going out, they would threat me of marrying me off to a guy who is my father's friend and is 58.
I found a way of having a high school diploma which is doing A levels. I have been studying them for a year and I am still not prepared, but they are forcing me to do the exam this year because they don't want their family members to know that I failed high school ( I was known for being very smart and responsible but the environment influenced me a lot in a negative way). They want me to do the exams and study in a university that is near our city, because they want me to keep living with them until I get married. Also to note, I have a scholarship when I was in 10th grade which was around 1000$ and I am still having it in case something happens, but my parents obviously want me to pay my A level exams with my money.
I tried to have a job but I can't, they require experience and most importantly a bank account, I don't have one because my parents didn't let me, and even if I had one and started earning money, the bank would take it from me because my family is in a huge debt and the bank takes the money from every member of the family, they count me as a member too because I am still living with them. They also receive a welfare and as a law they can't have other income, if they have one they would take the welfare from them and give them even more debt, so if I start having money they would take it away.
I don't have friends because I isolated myself a lot, I don't go out, I live in a rural area, so the town is very small and there's nothing to do, if I want to go to another city I need money, and my parents never give me money, because they say that I don't need it.
I really want to escape and live my life but I don't know how, they are religious and toxic, there's no privacy and no respect, they never respect your feelings.
I need help, if someone has a solution that I hadn't thought of please tell me, I don't want to give up.
Thank you