Thoughts.

Sometimes I would just rather sit at home and do nothing rather than hear things that hurt my feelings. Without realizing people seem to stab me in the eye and keep talking like it doesn't matter. Lately I have just wanted to figure out where I want to be and pick everything up and go there. I'm sick of the feeling I get when I come into my house and there are people, but it's empty now. I love the place I grew up in but it will never be the same. I don't feel comfortable talking to people I know I should about things that are important in my life and it is starting to reflect the way I act around everyone.