It feels stuffy here. Just today I was walking the dog when I accidentally let go of his leash. My hands were shaking and I still had to chase him across the subdivision despite of my already present heart-condition. Then when I got home I kept getting scolded for bein careless. I keep getting blamed for my conddition that they don't even pay much attention to. My brother is the favorite I suppose. My fidget toys were all bought by me. Not my parents. I don't have the support my brother is given from my parents, and really, I constantly rely on my pet cats. I would leave the house if only I was capable. I never really liked it here.
- Anonymous