Thinking of moving in with my insane mother.
Things are THAT bad here.
I can’t take the constant bitching and threats. I can’t take the fact that every move I make is watched with hawk eyes looking for a mistake. I can’t take that I am no longer wanted by my closest family members.
I should have seen it coming, and should of prepared myself, but I ignored all the signs.
Just hope I can find a job soon, that means I’ll be away from the house more. Away from everything more. Which also means more time with Kieran, and more time to get off of my face.
Though if I find a job in Grantham, that means knowing no one, no internets and looking after a crazy lady, but money and being closer to those who matter most.