Long story, they sponsored me the registration fee, and forced me to enroll. Every time the bill came my dad paid but there were lots of strings attached. I had to show him my results. I was verbally abused if I got anything low. And anything below 80 was unacceptable. He kept making me do things in my free time, with no regard for whether I was busy studying. I ended up squatting in a house he owned and was renovating, sleeping on a mattress on the floor, no running water or electricity. I had to do the renovations myself, and he could come in at any time. I had no social life, it was straight to classes and back home, because it was the end of the world if he drove past my place and my car wasn't there.

I took a job working at night, because I saw how it was going and I wanted to get out of there, and he took that opportunity to tell me he's glad I could now afford paying him rent...which would mean I'd still be stuck plastering and painting walls, or tiling, in my free time and still won't be able to afford paying for my own studies. I then suggested a rental agreement if he really wanted money, but when he saw he wouldn't be able to then stop over anytime he wanted, he refused to sign.

I did this for 2 years then fucked off first chance I got and started paying for my own studies. I cut contact as much as I could to still see my mother and brother.