I'm really not trying to blame her for my illness, but the fact remains, the main reason I have episodes of mania and delusional thinking are linked directly to the way she treats me. My whole life I've been spoon fed by her with literally anything, and for a long while I was fine with that. Until I saw this therapist that let me know that that's really not good for you, that I should work on being more independent. I've relied on her for my entire life to handle the complicated stuff like healthcare set up, or bank set ups or like literally anything. And she also likes tidying things so she sometimes picks up after me. I myself suffer from extreme depression, bipolar and many other things, so its not easy to fight for being independent when I'd truly rather things stay this way. I don't want to work on independence, I know that I *need* to. So that makes it hard point blank. But she doesn't just not trust me with anything, she doesn't believe in me. I want to pursue being a singer songwriter kinda as a side thing, and she's helped a lot with getting my setup for that, but she definitely doesn't believe that I might be on a stage one day (not talking global superstar, just a small gig). In a nutshell, I feel like a nut that's been squashed because of her, and my clausterphobia starts talking because of it, her judgement, her not believing me, or trusting me with anything no matter how small, leads to the excessive anxiety, and ultimately, a manic episode. But she says she worries so much that I will have another one, when she is severely adding to the way they are caused, basically the top contributor. I feel like my mom is all I've got in this world though, she can be nice, she just seems to take her anxiety and hand it to me far too often, which causes this. I don't know what to do, I've talked to her about it so many times, including tonight. When we argue about it she usually gives me a half-hearted apology that just doesn't match the amount of pain she causes. I don't know what to do anymore I have no money to move out, I am trying to get a job but its not easy. How do I get her to STOP worrying about me and to respect my independence thing, because its hard enough as it is with depression.