Three things: Get a job. Get a place. Leave the house if symptoms are unbearable.
This parasitism disgusts me. It is usually a good thing for family's to "live off" each other, however, in my case, that seems to be the very thing taking the life off me. I have to leave this place. My art suffers for it. My spirit starves because of it. My heart endures involuntary flagellation. Anyway, we have to start this movie marathon pronto!
