Something like 8 years ago my grandmother was feeble to the point that me and my mother moved in with her to support, this probably sounds bad since I know people actually like some of her family members but this was a terrible choice for me and my mother, we hate her, and it was terribly restricting for both of our lives. At this point she's terribly into her dementia and can barely respond to anything much less recognize people so I regard her as a dead body which I cannot legally bury. This, along with ADD problems and being very anti-social introvert, have caused me to regard a lot of my life as a waste, and I've become pretty slovenly and quick to throw away friendships. Meanwhile I'm using college as an escape for my own disregard for my future, monetary problems to do with inheritance, familial problems landlocking any desicions relating to this, and my own physical health, and am becoming too aware of this because I basically slotted myself to never be in a relationship for two or so years until I could buy my way into caring for someone.