I see myself making a move very soon to a new house. It's a surreal feeling for me. Never really NEEDING to move. I currently live in the same home I grew up in, but it has since been deeded to my name first and my mothers second since I am paying the majority of the bills. Recently against my opinion she decided to remarry to a man who "loves her more than anything". Here's why they didn't move into his house... he was losing his house due to money, is retired, and was basically looking for a place to squat with a woman that was still working that would take care of him. With my mom who does everything to make everyone but herself happy he basically hit a home run. I now find myself still paying the bills without help, but instead of it being my house it's THEIR HOUSE.

And so dear friends I find myself deeply considering just packing my shit. (Almost everything inside this house with receipts to prove it) and leaving mom who refused to see what was happening and still does to pay all the bills and just chilling with dad for a bit till I find a new place to call my own once again.