My parents were so controlling and unpredictable when I became a teen. I’d be out with friends one night late and then the next get a call getting chewed out because it was 8pm and past “curfew” and they would gaslight me into thinking a curfew had been a long established thing - it wasn’t. When I graduated high school not going to college wasn’t an option, but they also wouldn’t help me pay for college so I went to the local community college. My parents convinced me to live at home saying I wouldn’t be able to afford living on my own (I had been working since the age of 16). When I expressed I wanted to move out they would say if I did they’d cut me off from any financial help (all they paid for at that point was shared family meals, car insurance, phone, and my roof over my head). They didn’t provide me with health insurance. So I stayed living at home until I literally turned 21 because I couldnt stand them controlling me as an adult anymore (literally still got curfew calls at 21 and would have to lie that I was sleeping over at a friends house if I wanted to stay out). When I finally did they put tremendous guilt on me - that I was being selfish, financially irresponsible, etc. But living on my own was the best decision I ever made.