Feeling increasingly homesick. Every day here I can't help but feel more & more like a nuisance. I feel confined, almost, to "my" room whenever they are upstairs, especially in the kitchen. Awkward is my specialty, and I really can't wait until I'm back in my own house where I can do whatever and not worry about overstepping some unseen boundary. God forbid I eat in front of them, unless it's something I've bought/made myself. Most of the time I just try to disappear, and I think its starting to take a serious toll on my mind.
However, I start to cringe when I think about moving back home. After so much freedom here, I don't know how it will be back under my parents' rules. Thankfully, anxieties are starting to fade, and mostly I'll just be relieved to be back in my own room, my own bed, where I can do what I want when I want and not worry if I'm keeping someone up because they decided to sleep at weird hours.
I'll definitely miss being this close to my grandparents though, that makes me incredibly sad all around.
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