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"Home is where the heart is.. and my heart has manifested itself into a little gray kitten."
I'm at my parents' house for Thanksgiving week. I don't want to be.
I miss Jeff and Lucy and hugs and kisses and feeling remotely comfortable.
I don't know what to do with myself here. I can't be around my family without feeling like I have something to hide. Do I?
My mom is on a trip all week, so it's just me, my dad, and one of my brothers.
The only thing I was looking forward to about this week was going to visit my other brother. I hadn't seen him since July. I got to see to him for about 5 minutes yesterday. I won't see him again until Christmas eve.
I know I'm being ridiculously whiny, and ironically ungrateful, considering the holiday that's given me this break from school.
I'm just feeling bad. I have been for a while. I can't really pretend to be okay anymore, and coming here brings up all these feelings and memories that I can't avoid.
I'm at my parents' house for Thanksgiving week. I don't want to be.
I miss Jeff and Lucy and hugs and kisses and feeling remotely comfortable.
I don't know what to do with myself here. I can't be around my family without feeling like I have something to hide. Do I?
My mom is on a trip all week, so it's just me, my dad, and one of my brothers.
The only thing I was looking forward to about this week was going to visit my other brother. I hadn't seen him since July. I got to see to him for about 5 minutes yesterday. I won't see him again until Christmas eve.
I know I'm being ridiculously whiny, and ironically ungrateful, considering the holiday that's given me this break from school.
I'm just feeling bad. I have been for a while. I can't really pretend to be okay anymore, and coming here brings up all these feelings and memories that I can't avoid.