u/ComprehensiveBag10

Title: I’m 25, the only breadwinner in my family, stuck between protecting my 10-year-old sister and saving my own mental health

I’m a 25-year-old guy from India and honestly I feel mentally exhausted and trapped in my own house.

For years my home has felt emotionally toxic and unstable because of my mother’s behavior. She constantly fights, verbally abuses, manipulates situations, creates chaos in the house, and then flips the story to make herself look like the victim.

I have a 10-year-old younger sister and most of the time I feel like I’m standing in the middle trying to protect her emotionally and physically whenever things get bad at home. Whenever my mother gets angry, she removes that anger on my little sister too. If I step in and try to stop the situation, my mother starts blaming me instead.

There have been situations where my mother tried hitting me or creating physical chaos during arguments. The only thing I’ve done is hold her hands to stop her from hitting me or my sister and protect both of us from the situation escalating. But after that, she calls her friends or other people and tells them things like “my son hit me,” completely twisting what actually happened and making me look abusive when I was literally trying to protect myself and my sister.

She has also called the police to the house three different times during arguments.

The thing is, I have no father in the picture. I’m the only male figure in the house. I’m the only breadwinner. I’m the one earning money, supporting the house financially, taking care of responsibilities, and trying to keep things together while also dealing with this mentally every single day.

At one point things got so bad that I left home for 6 months because staying there was destroying me mentally. During those months away, my mother eventually contacted me again saying she needed my help financially and needed me back home.

Before I returned, she promised me a lot of things:
- that she wouldn’t interfere in my life,
- that she wouldn’t verbally abuse me,
- that she would listen calmly,
- that she would stop fighting every day,
- that she would let me focus on my work and life peacefully.

For about two weeks after I came back, things felt normal.

Then slowly everything went back to exactly how it used to be.

Daily arguments.
Manipulation.
Verbal abuse.
Blaming.
Creating scenes.
Emotionally controlling everyone in the house.

I work in a creative field and honestly I feel like this environment has slowly destroyed my peace of mind, my motivation, and my creativity over the years. I feel emotionally numb sometimes. I feel guilty for even wanting to leave because my little sister is still here and I worry about what she will go through if I’m not around.

At the same time, staying here feels like it’s mentally destroying me.

I genuinely don’t know what the right decision is anymore.

Do I leave and finally protect my own mental health and future?
Or do I stay because I feel responsible for my little sister and the entire house?

I feel like a middleman stuck in a war that never ends.

Has anyone else dealt with a toxic or narcissistic parent while also being the only responsible person in the family? How did you decide what to do?

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u/ComprehensiveBag10 — 9 hours ago

Do creatives lose their imagination over time?

Hey guys,

I wanted to ask something honestly, especially to people who’ve been in the creative industry for a few years.

When I was around 21, I used to have endless ideas. I constantly wanted to create something, explore something, build something. My mind was full of imagination all the time. Every idea felt exciting and alive.

By 22–23, I started executing those ideas. I got into shooting, editing, campaigns, projects — and creatively, things were going really well. Whenever I edited something, I could already see the final film in my head before even touching the timeline. I knew what shots would go where, what emotions would hit, what music would fit, how the pacing would feel. Everything felt natural.

Now it’s 2026. I’ve been in this industry for around 3 years professionally, and something feels very different.

I feel like my imagination has shrunk.

Earlier, it felt like my creativity could reach level 50, 60, 70. Now it barely reaches level 10. It’s like opening a book where only the first page has words and the rest of the pages are blank — even though they used to be full before.

Not just creatively, but emotionally too.

I don’t feel the same connection to life, ideas, feelings, or even myself anymore. I feel more robotic now. Like I’m just being told to do things and I’m mechanically doing them.

Somewhere between 2022 and now, I feel like I lost that younger version of myself — the energetic, curious, alive guy who genuinely loved creating.

Now everything feels more about money, deadlines, output, survival.

I’ve also gained a lot of weight recently, and sometimes I genuinely don’t recognize myself mentally or physically anymore.

Has anyone else gone through this after working professionally in creative fields for a few years?

Does creativity come back?

Or is this just what happens when passion becomes work?

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u/ComprehensiveBag10 — 24 hours ago