This must be what prison feels like. Not being able to go anywhere. Imagine being antsy in prison.

Luckly, prison for me, I was in real jail at one point, was the most relaxed I had felt in years. It’s more relaxing than my home. They fed healthy meals, no one bothered me, and I had a comfy room with a roommate who made drugs or something. Nice view to the courtyard with the industrial AC unit outside. It felt serene. Idyllic. I miss that feeling. I miss that room.

Living in this house is ten times worse. I don’t know. The people I live with are just shit. My family is shit.

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