I don't want to be here. This place is crazy. My mother lives in her own little world, miles away from her family. So she just got a car. great, but I won't be able to use it because insurance is too expensive. ok. So, she's showing everybody her car and naming it and other stupid crap like that. great. And her room, with her dog and her fish and her ridiculous african/chinese decorative motif are immaculate, while the rest of the house (not to mention the family) is in shambles.
She's so oblivious, I could probably cut my arm off and she wouldn't notice unless it prohibited me from fixing her computer after it fries from having too much cigarette smoke blown at it.
How can I get out of here?