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Input: So let me just start by giving you guys a little background. I'm currently 20 years old and in my 3rd year of college. Growing up seemed pretty regular with the exception of a very emotional abusive father and stockholmed syndrome mother (Married 32 years). We weren't always really well off on money but my father's business slowly got better and during my years through highschool we lived pretty comfortable. They could definitely afford college for me but I really didn't want to go to school on their dime. Although this might seem or be really prideful. I have just recognized throughout life that the things I don't buy or earn , I don't appreciate. There is also an awesome feeling when completing something you did by yourself. It was the last semester of my senior year at highschool and after hearing another one of my parents fights (They got pretty bad/abusive) I tried to make it clear I wanted to pay for college on my own. When telling my mother (The one I feel more comfortable talking to) she told me " Listen, don't fuck up the last 17 years I spent suffering for you". I was really bothered but decided to take the money to appease everyone. Don't get me wrong I notice the sacrifice my parents made for me growing up but I don't believe that I should be forced to take "gifts". Fast forward a year , Im a freshman in college. I come home  and stay with my parents for the break. During which another arguement/fight happens between my mom and my dad and I happen to get caught in the middle of it. My dad depersonalizes pretty quick and will cut anyone who is in his sight down. He told me while hitting the top of his shoulders sarcastically with his hand " I spend alot of money every year for you to go to school and it sits right on my fucking neck".( My tuition isn't more than 5% of my parents income) " I wish you'd had never come home". This infuriates me because I didn't want his fucking money in the first place. Everything I have ever gotten from them has seems to come locked with a ball and chain. Now, present day I'm in my third year because I keep telling my self It wont matter as long as I graduate. I have this overwhelming dread that I'm not able to do things my way and that they will contribute my degree to themselves and that I wont feel as if I have earned my degree. There are multiple instances where I'm reminded by the both of them of the financial "burden" I seem to be and how ungrateful I am to ask if I can do it on my own. My siblings tell me that I'm spoiled and that I should count my blessings. They also tell me that I would never be able to do it. I do want to go to school and prosper in my respective field (nursing) but I wanted to do it on my own terms. ( I know its hard, but I know I can do it.) Am I the asshole? Also I have no individual money and I wouldn't know what to do If I did make a decision to leave this money behind.

not wanting to accept my parents "Gift" anymore