I just ****ing moved back in with my parents and I already want to leave again.
I can't be honest around them, if I speak my mind about things they disagree with they'll chew me out. I hardly have any friends irl I can talk to either. The only reason I'm not going insane is because I can at least be honest around folks online. I'm back in this ****ty backwards red state and I hate being here. I hate waking up in the morning because being alive almost feels like torture. I still don't have a job, I don't have a girlfriend, any of that. I'm still struggling to find a place to work, or a new apartment of my own that isn't a complete and total dump, my life is a wreck right now.
That said, I have some shard of hope even if things turn for the absolute worst. I keep telling myself I'm just going through a tough period in my life, things will get better. I talked to an online friend about this, he's practically one of my best friends at this point, and if it comes down to it I'll move in with him. At this point, I honestly feel like I'd be happier living with him than with my family. At least he wouldn't berate me for having an opposing viewpoint, that is, if he's anything irl like he is online, but I have faith. He seems like one of the nicest guys I've ever met. We both hope it doesn't come to that, but at least I know if I do something to piss off my parents or if I can't take it and I really want to just get the **** out of here, I'll have somewhere to stay.