Something must be wrong when home is the last place you want to be. You go to sleep early with the intention of waking up earlier, because that means you can do whatever you need to do while everyone else sleeps. No one bothers you at that hour.
You find any excuse to not come home. Staying back at uni has never been more desirable. Dinner out with friends? Sure. Aimlessly walk around the city? Sure. Anything.
Your room is being invaded while you're at uni during the day. What ever happened to privacy? It feels like it's not even my space anymore.
The moment I step through the front door, I begin to feel the air slip from my lungs.
I'm suffocating.
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