Kafka's Anxiety
When you’re so messed up from living with people who don’t get you, you can’t even think straight anymore.
I live with my mom and she still thinks I’m a failure. I just want her to stop talking to me.
I moved back in with my dad and he still judges me every day. I just want to be alone.
My sister won’t stop texting me about her problems. I’m not her therapist.