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My parents are guilt-tripping me to come back home after evicting me.

Make up your mind. Last week, I-22 female was kicked out of my family's home for not following the

rules and being disrespectful towards my parents. I was sick with what they say was strep throat and stayed home from work

because I didn't want anyone else getting sick. I work with kids and I had this terrible neckache

spreading to my head. I couldn't hold my head up without massaging it constantly. By the way, this

comes from Random Cass, and if you want to submit your own stories, go to the R-slash OK Storytime subreddit. I'm Carly. I'm Sophia. I'm Keon. And we're here to give good advice goofily, but we don't have all the answers. We only know what we'd do, so let us know what you would do in the comments. And OP says, I told them I was staying home and they weren't happy about it.

But I'm a grown woman and if I can't work, I'm not going.

My dad comes into my room, not even 10 minutes later, and tells me I'm required to help around the house,

that I wasn't allowed to have my boyfriend over, and if I

wanted to see him, I'd have to drive myself over to his house. I told him I wasn't doing any of that.

I was sick and in pain and needed to rest. He argued with me, saying I was lazy and comparing my

pain to his, going on about how he still got up and went to work when he wasn't feeling well in the army, I told him this wasn't the army, and he's not my drill sergeant, and he needs to let me rest and get out of my room.

Then my mom comes in to yell at me, saying I had until 11 o'clock to be up and ready to help around the house,

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