biggest problem I’ll have- living alone
I desperately want to and I love being home alone. I really worry about losing my mind though. Legitimately losing it. Between this smothering anxiety, this depression like thing, negative and crippling self-esteem and suicidal thoughts at every issue, I can’t say that I would be surprised if I ended up committing suicide, or just being committed. It sounds absolutely terrible but when I get down to the nitty-gritty of my thoughts and how they consume me, it’s not a far possibility. It’s just not as likely now because I live with my family and I can’t bear putting that on my brother.
I’m not really sure why, but it really irritates me that if the Hunger Games were real, I wouldn’t be able to volunteer in his place because 1- he’s a boy 2- I’m too old. Fictional life is infuriating..