how to escape a toxic environment? I do not know. I learned one thing. I stopped growing. My movements are limited. My ideas are stagnant. This is so not me. The old me thinks outside the box. I begged to my friends to stay with me until I feel like going home. I do not want to go home because my house feels like hell. It is always about me and my mistakes. They always force me to be someone I am not. To do something I do not like. To go somewhere I do not want to go. To say things I don't mean. I am 25 but until now I still live in my parents' house and I still am dependent to them because they won't set me free. I still have no own decision to make. Everything I do is still about them and not about me. So, tell me, when did I start becoming a liar? The moment I found out that they are strict and conservative. They are emotional parasites. Wanting to bleed you dry. When it is their mistake but they blame you. They manipulate and gaslight you.

What kind of environment did I grow into.

I see myself as a wildflower that sprouted in a ***— limited spaces. My roots wanted to expand the space, but it is too congested for me to stay anymore. So I learned to outgrown everything. They are no use of me anymore.


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