My crazy entitled aunt kicks me out of her house as she claims that I'm a vindictive sociopath.

But despite the fact that she stole money from me every single month, as well as when behind my

back to learn my secrets from my therapist, she still claims even to this day that she was a saint

for putting up with me for as long as she did. And I now feel very confused and very hurt.

And at this point, I seriously don't know what to do.

Here's what happened.

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Okay, I need to start off with a bit of background.

I'm currently 26 years old and I'm a female.

And this took place mostly when I was 21 to 22 years old and I'm a female and this took place mostly when I was 21 to 22 years old. I should also

say straight up that I am not a sociopath. I do have mental issues which I'll explain briefly in a

moment but none of those issues include me being a sociopath. Before this story I had a very strong

relationship with both my aunt and my uncle. I had been living with my parents, but they

were moving to a new state, and I at the time didn't want to leave my life behind. So my aunt and my

uncle offered me to move in, originally with no rent required or expectations of me. This seemed like

a great idea. I could grow to be my own person and start healing from some really bad experiences

I had prior.

However, I really had absolutely no idea just how bad this would all turn out for me.

The first few months were great.

I got a job nearby at a grocery store, and I got myself a therapist for my mental issues.

Now, for the short list, I developed a severe depression at a young age, and I had a history of attempting self-deletion, if you know what I mean.

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