lots of things. being the oldest. being responsible. going to school. having to plan dinner. having to make dinner. living in my house. doing homework. having to think. having to plan. listening to the problems of everyone in my house. not being able to feel anything. living with the constant personality struggle in my head. feeling like i’m always wrong. having to be what my mom wants me to be. being seen as a little kid instead of the adult that i am. not being able to do what makes me happy.
whatever… i get it. and i’ll deal with it. eventually i’ll be able to change all these things and then i’ll be free to be me.
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