Maybe, but what normal person could live in that craphole?
When it’s your life-long home, it’s hard to leave. Your friends and family are there. Your familiar surroundings are there. You stay and put up with the crap. Then the crap gets worse. You think “It cannot possibly get any worse” and you stick around. Then the next event happens that drives you deeper into the car-hole. You keep thinking “this is the bottom, no way it can get worse,” but it always does. They keep turning up the burner on the frog-pot until FINALLY some leave.