i was kicked out of my house by my mom 9 whole years ago. since then, i have not known peace. to be fair, it wasn’t peaceful living with them either, but now i can’t get 5 minutes of calm. no end to the panic attacks, no end to the flashbacks, no end to the suicidal thoughts. i just want to have a home again. i want to live somewhere that feels like it’s mine, and like i don’t have to fear it leaving me again.