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My mother has been taking my disability checks for a long time.

I finally secured my independence.

Oh, you got it.

Once you secure that independence, don't let it go.

Your mama is a sack of ducy.

So, for context, hi, I'm Kerr.

Or as of late, Delta Kruger.

Need to get that fixed.

I am the 27 male year old lad of this story.

I am considered a high functioning autistic individual, officially disabled by government standards.

By the way, this comes from Kerr Grimpa.

And if you want to submit your own stories,

go. It's just, okay, short time. So my mother for a long time, but especially these past few years,

has been taking in and managing my checks from the government to keep the household afloat.

That is important context. Making use of everything, but hundreds of dollars of it, which often got absorbed in

moments of crisis as well as me not spending it much.

And while I was doing so, while I was doing soing seeds of doubt and fear into my mind

about ever learning how to live on my own, stating I was very far from ever

reaching that.

I myself didn't really try to struggle or push my way out.

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