I feel like such a waste of space. I’ve spent the last 5 hours doing absolutely nothing. I’m home alone, I can do whatever I want but I feel trapped. Like I’m waiting for something. I’m dependent on my mother for interaction. I’m 26, I shouldn’t be like this. I’m still a child no matter how much I fight it. She treats me like one, but maybe it’s for just cause.
I have a 1000 thoughts I want to get out, but nothing is coherent right now. I filled a post it note summarizing my problems in relationships (romantic or not). I’ll feel better once I get that out of my system. Right now I’m suffering from mental constipation.