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22 February 2016 @ 04:30 pm
The more and more I'm here my mood gets worse. I feel like I'm sinking. I had Baba basically come force her way in Sunday and she did it again today. Like I had strangers in my apartment while I was sleeping this morning.

Then I waited for lunch and that never happened today.

I'm excited to be able to go home and pout in a bed.

My friends probably aren't excited for me to be home, I doubt they've even missed me.

My dad doesn't care.

Mom's only excited so I can give her money I bet.

Like I always have an urge to jump in front of the train here. However I would never want the debt to fall to my parents.

No energy and no happiness. I'm losing myself here. And it's not like I can talk to anyone here. Depression and anxiety are like non-existent out here. My boss already thinks my mom is a bad parent. Because bad stuffs being going on at home and she tells me.

Like no thats not bad?? Like she's a person who's never wrong. Like urgh.

I'm going home in less than 90 days and I can't wait.