I don't like living here.
I miss having my own place. I miss having my peace. I miss not feeling anxious, ever. I miss doing anything I want, and it's not like I do anything bad anyway, just some mundane crap really. I miss sleeping and waking up whenever I want, as long as I feel like I have enough sleep. I miss buying crap I want. I miss eating anything I want. I even miss having a mental breakdown alone, waiting for me to calm down, then go on with my days as usual because I've let it all out, alone, nobody was seeing it. And at the time, nobody cared anyways, but really, it was so so so much better.
I also miss going wherever I want, even if it was just some random place that I only visited for like 10 minutes and then went back home. I miss rotting in bed and not having anyone giving me shit about it.