Right?

All my mother wanted to do was have absolute control of my life. She literally lied to the doctors, telling them I had all of these mental health issues that I didn't have so they would prescribe me 8-9 different medications that I didn't need just so I would be easier to control. When I wouldn't bend to her will, she would have me locked up in psych wards just so she could be in control of me.

Well, I eventually caught onto her B.S and started learning all that I could from books and the internet. I was forced to self teach myself the skills that I know today because she didn't want to teach me how to survive in the real world. I self taught myself what I know about manipulation, hacking, money, among other things. Finally, her health started failing since she was diagnosed with lung cancer. By then, I had learned enough to outwit and deceive her. She had no more power over me. She couldn't overpower me physically and she couldn't do **** to me when I wasn't in the house.

I found such irony to be utterly delightful