I’m 29 years old and live in the house my younger brother owns, rent-free. He is starting to despise me because I have a hard time keeping a job due to frequent panic episodes, so there’s always this uncomfortable air in the home, though we’ve been very close our whole lives. To make matters worse his girlfriend just moved in, so now i’m thinking I really have to go because I know damn well he would rather not have me here anymore but he feels obligated to let me have a place to live. My bank accounts are all negative and I live off of basically packages of ramen and boxed mac n cheese. I wish I was in the position to make my own living, in my own house, with my own girlfriend but i’ve been this way my whole life and I just can’t see anything but mediocrity.