I'm in my 20s. After a really abusive and shit relationship I found myself back at my mum and dad's last December. I lost everything - my partner took all my self-confidence from me, I tried to take my life twice and an old ED came back into my life. I was seriously low - I had just gained my MSc and was enrolled on a PhD course, which I dropped out of after my ex changed the locks on our shared flat and left me with no connection or money to the city i was studying in. My mum and dad picked me up of the floor when I had nothing.
Slowly, but surely, through the help of my mum and dad I've built enough confidence to undertake my postgraduate course really far away from home (in Ireland). I know this is the right thing for me - I longed for this last year. It's the night before and I am filled with anxiety - not for the course or myself, but for my mum and dad. My parents have never had a normal relationship, no affection or love, they just bumble along and I think having me home gave them both some outlet to talk to and for company. My mum is an alcoholic and had a terrible childhood. She drinks every night and stumbles around, crying and laughing. It has always made me uncomfortable. But she is my mum and I love her with all my heart.
They've had a tough few years - both sets of parents died, and our close family friend died too. They have lost their home once, and have constant money worries. My brother is having another baby but has little or no contact with them, even cutting off contact with my nephew who my parents obviously adore. My sister has severe mental health problems and they are dealing with those too (she is inpatient).
I am the youngest of 5 siblings, and have always been the "helper" of the family. My mum has just been crying saying how much she will miss me and how i won't be here when she gets in from work tomorrow. It has devastated me. She finds it really hard to express emotion when sober, so she has waited until tonight. My nephew was hysterical yesterday when he said goodbye to me.
AIBU to think I am being the most selfish person ever to leave? I can't bear to think of them all being so broken and me just leaving them for a new life when they helped me rebuild it 