I live in a house With nine people, That's including me. And maybe I should Be happy to have A roof over my head, But I'm not happy. I feel guilty and ashamed. I feel out of place. I feel like I'm a piece Of a puzzle that doesn't Belong to this puzzle. I do want to be here and I do love it here, but Maybe not at the price of Someone's space.
Things are both very depressing and looking up. Working on myself is just a little hard...