my family changed so much since i moved out. Its like my aura of despression stopped poisoning them and they learned to enjoy life again. I dont remember them doing anything for years, decades, and now after half a year living without me they are completely different. Mom from being a brainless housewife became entrepreneur, dad bought some old lada in addition to his rav4 and now trying to make another rav4 out of it, sister is going to mocow, brother got a bunch of friends despite being full time neet since corona started. Not gonna lie i dont like it at all. I thought we were an own kind and it was me who suffers from bad influence, now turned out i was the bad influencer.