I have been out of control for a while. I spent $1700 in two days about two weeks ago and I've spent the rest of that time pawning anything I could just to make a few extra bucks. I was going to try to save that money, but of course I spent it as well. And now I can't afford my rent and my mother just found out. Now she's furious. She told me that I'm obviously not an adult as she had thought. She said because I did this, she now has the right to treat me like a child. Then she asked me why and I told her flat out that I couldn't help it at the time. She said that of course I could help it. Is she right? I always felt out of control, but is that a lie? I mean, do I really have control? Is this a real problem? I'm so confused right now. The need to spend money is burned into my flesh, or so I thought before tonight.
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