Part of me enjoyed them making every little decision for me. I think it’s why I ended up in that situation in the first place.
I was burnt out and just didn’t want to think anymore, they came along and just controlled everything. For a little while it was nice.
But once I started getting better, they didn’t want to relinquish control and it was hard to escape.
After 2 years I did escape, but I had to relearn what my likes and dislikes were. They had done such a thorough job of deciding everything I had forgotten even little things e.g. if I liked chinese food, or if that was just their preference.