im supposed to be moving out this month but i cant bring myself to do anything with him around. i dont think ill ever escape the shit he did to me as a kid and how awful he still is to me. i just want him dead. having him in the house makes me want to kill myself. i dont get any time to myself. hes just always here. sitting quietly. obviously eavesdropping on me if i say anything in my room since the walls are thin and his regular spot is right outside my room. he just sits there silently, or with the tv volume barely on. i know he hates me and just wants to confirm how much of a fuckup he thinks i am. i hate him. i hope he dies soon.