Life as I live it.
I think he has to move out. I'm not properly inspiring him to live. Like I get it that he's a home body and doesn't have a lot of genuine friends that are close by but I'm slowing him down by making him comfortable that I will take care of everything. I'm no longer able to keep this up without putting more pressure on myself. Because I been feeling like my life isn't where I want it to be I feel super lost and confused. It's bring up weird thoughts and I feel my depression slowly cutting off my air supply...










