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I hate being dependent on other people. Possibly the only people that I don't mind being dependent on is my parents, and that's because it's an unspoken agreement, not because I have to ask for much. And that's what kind of freaks me out about not being able to drive. I know that I'll turn into some sort of recluse who just sits in her room and crochets and paints and spins and never does anything. It almost feels like, if I'm home, I'm going to be home for a while. I was without a car for one week, then two weeks, and now four is turning into five and at the rate it's going I have no idea when I'll be able to just leave the house and not have to worry about if my parents are going to need the car. It's been such a long time since I've seen anyone from Frederick outside my house. Joni's come over a couple of times, and Anna's been over once. But they're really the first people I've seen in two weeks or so.
I'm going crazy, I need to get out of my house.
I'm going crazy, I need to get out of my house.