I can't stand living here for so long.
im 15 and I am prepping to leave my abusive household i live in( that my guardian as I call her) owns. Right now im just collecting any last tid bits of evedince, and throwing away stuff I don't need since I know I'll get out of here when I report it with some help i have.
it's just, I'm laying on the mattress i have in the basment since thats where I had to sleep for the whole of this year (Or else my emotional abuser would use anything i said in the old room I had next to hers as ammunition to attack me.)
So i sleep downstairs. And a roach falls from goodness knows where, I just feel tired and scared.
Ill keep focusing on my passions in the meantime. Taking this to reddit makes me feel like im saying too much. All is good for now gonna go fix that problem with the ceiling.
just felt tired is all.