Home is not where my heart is
Recently my mom has been acting psycho. I don't know what is wrong with her. She acts like she hates everyone. She hasn't been talking to me, and she is mad at my dad for no apparent reason. She's losing it (whatever "it" may be).
I, on the other hand, have taught myself not to be affected by her. I'm just going about my own business, and sort of keeping to myself (not that I ever was open to begin with).
I feel much happier at school. Yesterday when my dad came to pick me up he told me that I seemed happier. Considering that yesterday was a Monday, (and Mondays are usually after the weekend, and weekends are generally times when I am at home) I definately was much happier.
As soon as I leave school it's as if my depression switch automatically turns on. I don't do it on purpose, but when I see my mom I get saddened. And the worst part is, when I want to hang out with my friends on Friday nights, my mom doesn't find it enough to call me on the phone ever 10 minutes. I just want a little room, and I will do whatever I can to get it.
I, on the other hand, have taught myself not to be affected by her. I'm just going about my own business, and sort of keeping to myself (not that I ever was open to begin with).
I feel much happier at school. Yesterday when my dad came to pick me up he told me that I seemed happier. Considering that yesterday was a Monday, (and Mondays are usually after the weekend, and weekends are generally times when I am at home) I definately was much happier.
As soon as I leave school it's as if my depression switch automatically turns on. I don't do it on purpose, but when I see my mom I get saddened. And the worst part is, when I want to hang out with my friends on Friday nights, my mom doesn't find it enough to call me on the phone ever 10 minutes. I just want a little room, and I will do whatever I can to get it.