I’m really struggling
I think it’s that I have no personal space/ no boundaries/ no door with a lock. My life mostly revolves around trying to spend as much time out of the house as possible but we live in a village and I am reliant on my parents driving me home from the bus stop every night:/// they don’t want to do this anymore so instead of getting home at midnight it’s meant to be 6:30pm and I really am not coping well.
sometimes I lie on my floor and cry, just hours of suffering? Despair and anxiety?
I can’t really function living wit them.
being in public in the city is farrrrr less draining than stuck at home. I feel entirely uncomfortable there:
incant express anything at all
my life is kinda hellish tbh idk it’s kinda not great… idk like i still do things but returning home mostly always fills me with dread because there are always people and I have essentially zero control over my environment and zero privacy .
