I have difficulty being around people. I can't share ANYTHING with my mother anymore. I hate being in my family. Look, the truth is I think family life is somewhat overrated. I find human beings to be an impossible species. And at the same time, as the title of this post might suggest I don't really get why I exist. My mother annoyed me once again just now. And with nowhere else to turn to, without any idea as of what to do next, I came over here. Because it really does seem like nothing and nobody can help me half the time.
People try and use this psychological mind voodoo crap to try and convince you that you must ALWAYS like and be attached to your family. But I think that's bullshit.