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The Trump anxiety may be moving and says, my 24 parents 50 and 57 don't want me to move

out because I'm not done cooking, but I want out.

Hello relationships.

I apologize in advance for the length.

Sorry if this is a long ramble.

I don't know how to put this in a narrative. So I have generalized anxiety disorder, which disrupted a lot of my life, and naturally,

my parents are extremely protective of me.

I would get panic attacks, go through extremely bad relationships, and worry over nonsensical

things.

They told me all my life to not worry about getting a job and to

just let them pay for things. I would feel pretty guilty about this, especially since my parents

were always giving money to my bio dad to take care of my severely autistic brother. And to my older

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