I can’t do it any more. It’s only going to get harder and I feel suffocated. I have no space to myself, no privacy. Every decision I make has to be justified and explained like I’m a 15 year old boy. I am exhausted with it. I get no understanding from her that I’m struggling with my own physical and mental health, she just expects more, more more. I could devote my entire waking life to doing what she wants and resisting that in itself is exhausting. I can see where this is going and if I want any sort of life for myself I need to separate physically, living in the same home I’m never going to be able to truly be myself and move forward.
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