Over the past 5 years, DD has developed a huge "woe is me" complex. She has always been prone to this, but as she has got older it has got much worse.
She has never had to go without. We have always had secure, warm, safe housing. We have never had bailiffs at the door. She has always been able to do the extra curriculars that she wanted to, and has always been supported in her choices. She is currently living with me because she has fallen out with her uni housemate, mainly because of her attitude.
Everything is always harder for her than anyone else could ever possibly imagine. Her housemate's sister commited suicide and her boyfriend's mum is an alcoholic who is physically and emotionally abusive to her children. He hasn't gone home in 3 years so that he doesn't have to see her again. Just because they come from financially stable families it doesn't mean that their lives are perfect. However, DD is always going on and nauseum about how much harder life is for her than them because we don't own our house and had to use a food bank once. We are all fed up to the back teeth of it, and have all spoken to her about it, but don't know where to go from here. I organised counselling for her but she refused to go.