u/Keda_1

It started when I shut down the hyrdo dam and I proceeded to loot fishing town and got my self a fishing rod, then I decided to get the recovery disk and thought maybe the radio tower at the center contains it, since I’ve never been there, and with multiple attempts and my gas getting lower and lower, it ended up a waste of time and effort, so with the gas I have left, I sped my way back to the factory without the recovery key thinking maybe I could just turn the hydro dam back on, but no… then with a little research I just found out I can get the key from the Easton Pawn Shop, but here I am out of gas and thats that, my own ending…

Its frustrating to think that after everything I had done for him I’m not even acknowledged, ever since my parents got separated when I was in high-school I have lived with the father side of the family, which wasn’t exactly easy as they’re the type of people that are close minded and not to mention fond of guilt-tripping, especially my grandparents. Sometimes it even got physical and it got to the point where my grandfather threw tantrums and threw us out of the house, my mom couldn’t do anything since my dad was the breadwinner (works abroad) any time she would intervene or even mentioned he threatens to stop supporting us, which lead us to dropping out of school, and I hated him for it; when I was a senior I decided to make amends with my father, as I came to realize that I’ll ever have one dad it wasn’t really perfect but it was progress; we started talking again and I wasn’t angry all the time; fast forward to college; he had started a business here in our home country and he asked me to manage it; regardless of how tired I was from classes and duty’s; I gave my time to travel an hour just to visit his business. Since for the longest time he was in abroad; I as the eldest son took responsibility for the things needed to be done from budgeting our expenses for me and my brother; and when he decided to buy a house I was also the one who got the required documents. Fast forward to this year, I graduated, passed exams and got a job; naturally but before that he decided to move back to our home country since he got laid off, but that was fine since he has businesses to support us and naturally since I have a job I helped with some of the expenses; he has been here since December 2025 still continued with my responsibilities; I cook and clean, it was good for the first few months, however in the recent months he got more cranky and dissatisfied, he projects his anger towards us, saying things that it would be better if I had found my own place; it felt like I never had a home with him; since he kept repeating those words; I got fed up and actually decided to leave; but it was harder for me to leave than for him to let me go; I told him my decision to give him peace and all he has to say “whatever, its your choice” as if he had no influence around the idea; it just hurts when I left he didn’t even say goodbye, just told me to leave the keys; now I even found out that he is removing my bed; I know its silly, but for me it just confirms that I no longer have a home with him. It just saddens me, I’m just a used napkin, disposable; I did everything made sure I graduated so I wont have to repeat college; passed the board exam, and got a Job I think as a son I did my best, or maybe I’m just exaggerating my worth. I fail to mention the fact whenever he calls me, he asks how is the house, how is the business never how am I, but when he does, his answers is just “thats life”, Idk I question my worth

I keep seeing posts related to moving out for the first time and I decided to give at a go since my anxiety or emotions are a little erratic at this moment. So for context, I’ve always felt unappreciated at home, ever since my parents got separated naturally I absorbed the role of being second in command for my dad, I did almost everything from caring for the house, managing whatever my dad tells me to I’ll do it, but even so, he is often dissatisfied with what I do, he whispers and murmurs that me and my brother should just live elsewhere, imagine after everything. So one day I just decided to go out and live on my own, since I already graduated, and have a job, though the income is small, but with my girlfriend we can split the bills. I haven‘t really moved out yet, because its hard for me to do so.

I’m leaving and all he has to say is basically “your choice“, its just painful, so today I can‘t even start packing yet, and tomorrow I leave, tbh, I’m just so scared of falling and nothing to fall on to, what if I cant take this living alone situation, I don‘t think I can just go back here, I’ve been moving my whole life but this is the hardest one. All this what if questions just keep popping in my head, what if I’m rushing into this, what if I lose my job, idk I just find it sad that I don’t really have a place, I‘m just confused and in pain, I’m and thats just it nothing

p.s if this is not the place to post this type of stuff I’m sorry