Got another about the living situation I'm currently in. Found out some things about the person I'm paying rent to that has me highly worried for when I've been here for a while, apparently them doing things like getting too drunk to function proper or kicking down doors in a rage is normal or at least happened often enough that I've been informed on it. Though what is really bugging me is that there is family wanting to stay over as well and they are currently in a tough spot both financially and health wise (though I'd rather not get into those details) and it feels like the owner of the home is being more hard on them than they are me, maybe there is more to the story than I am aware of but it certainly feels like there is unfair treatment and I am worried that it may lead to them resenting me for the owner so far being more lenient with me.
I'd like to say that I think I'm worrying too much but I've lived with this person before and it was awful, hell at the time I had someone else get my things out of there because I was too scared to let them know I was moving and was told that they said they would kidnap me. (This was when I was in school still, basically it's family I'm dealing with but I'd almost rather not call them such)
I'm so sorry, Huldra.

It sounds like you're surrounded by some serious conflict magnets and that's got to be taking a toll on you. Not to mention kidnapping wtf? That wouldn't just turn my head, I'd want to call the cops! No wonder you're stressed.
I wouldn't worry too much about those other family members resenting you, though. I know it's hard, but you can't control what people think and you have no way of knowing anyhow, so you'll just end up twisting yourself in knots worrying about it. I've been there.
@Gomez
It's become a pretty standard response for me, but *hugs*
I'm getting a little Schadenfreude from the situation with my parents, because they can't easily decide the favourite. I'm the deviant, but my brother has been super egotistical in the past few years, so there's no obvious better son. I'm probably the favourite for now, because I help out with the house and work, but as soon as I start dating, my brother will be #1.
I need to finish up my studies and start working, so I can finally move. Constantly postponing your private life is just draining.
Anyway, I wish you all the best with saving up and getting your own place.
*hugs back* It sounds like you need it even more than me! I'm sorry your parents feel that way and that you're stuck in that situation. We're always here if you need to let off steam, and I hope in time you're able to move, too.
I hesitate to suggest this, given how some people are about their pets, but...
Gomez, I realize this probably isn't a suggestion that you will want to hear -- as most people with pets would not -- but you might consider finding new homes for the pets. A pet is a financial drain, and three is an even larger one. At this point, it seems as if your situation is precarious enough without having to worry about them. I do get that you may feel an extra sense of obligation since these were willed to you from relatives that have passed on, but in the end, I think your life should take priority.
(Yes, I realize that some other relatives might give you s*** for ditching the pets.)
That said, I don't have any pets myself and my general view regarding them is based around practicality, not emotion. I will not get a pet myself if I cannot give it the time, attention, and space it deserves, especially important with dogs.
But if you consider these to be your "fur babies" and whatnot, then never mind, but your post didn't really give off that vibe.
Oh no, I understand what you're saying! I really couldn't get rid of them, though. Even though two of them weren't mine to begin with, they've been with me for several years now and I'm hopelessly attached? The financial burden's not much of an issue because they're, like... ten pounds and relatively healthy. They get lots of love and attention and I take care of their vet bills and it works out. The only problem is that up until this point it was
impossible to find anyplace that would rent to someone with two dogs and a cat.
That said, by sheer providence the apartments I looked at today are incredibly pet-friendly. I think the lady I talked to thought I was having a stroke because I was so taken aback. Perhaps hope is on the horizon?