Status: For context, I feel quite abandoned while still living in my family’s house. And just intimidated in general. I think “bullied” is the right word. I try to get out with the excuse that I work, but it’s not enough. Can’t leave, but physically revolt staying. Can’t really take it anymore.
Thank you so much to all of you who have left such sweet and lovely comments, I just wanted to let y'all you've made my day anytime I look back at this ;) Although it's not an in-person connection, it truly feels that way- every bit of support really just grounds me back to sanity. I know I won't stay in this house forever, even if it's going to take a while, but I'll look back here and remember you! My God this song hits deep, I should make an animation one day. Thank you Oh Helloooos.
