moving back home

So I went back home and it was not pretty. I was still myself and my mother was putting her foot down and would not have me be the person I was under her roof. I really had no choice I had to do it. My aunt I had a good relationship with because we got to complain about my mother together. She would be my sounding board for many months. I know that God put her their for a reason. I so thank Him for that.