Honestly, it's hard for me to take people and their emotions seriously...he was the middle child amongst 7, according to himself, he never really had a niche..he was a lot of things. But when I would even talk about leaving, he would just injure himself on purpose. Like in the middle of an argument, he would start hitting himself while sobbing, like really hard. He ran into a door jam one time..another time, he pretended to hang himself with a fucking Xbox cord...the whole thing was just..very Co fusing. Because I knew I wanted to leave, I told him that about a month in..but I developed a weird sort of Stockholm syndrome..my head was in a complete fog for almost a year. I don't get close to people like that anymore. Trying, but it's hard.