>>39328535But I don't know how. Like I said, she hides the keys, I can't go out unless she does as well and when we're out she controls my every move. Last year I tried convincing her of allowing me to take driving lessons in case "something ever happens to you and you can't drive to the doctor". She agreed but after like three classes she stopped taking me because "I don't like you being in a car with a stranger", "will you teach me then?", "no, I don't like being a copilot".
We did go to a psychologist for a while but she was a fraud. According to her my mother is a lively woman wanting to protect me from the cruel world and I'm everything she has so I shouldn't be "selfish". She also said I'm not depressed despite all the symptoms simply because "you sometimes smile, depression isn't even real anyways". There were several sessions where all she made me do was draw trees and stick people, charging me 750$ each time, all just so she could tell me "your 10 drawings tell me you feel defensive". When I told her I was an atheist she went on a rant about the cosmic powers of the universe and that I was placed in this world for the purpose of being my mother's partner and helping her overcome all her struggles and loneliness, and actually got offended when I told her that was stupid and wasn't helping at all. Of course my mother loves her, claims she's the best psychologist she's every had (yes, we both go with the same woman but on different days), but all they do is chitchat about funny anecdotes. Even when I go the first thing she says is "how's your mother doing? When she came last time we talked a lot about X and Z!" and okay? It's my session ffs. I don't even know what I'm supposed to accomplish by going.