I feel like a prisoner in my own home. Any time I'm in the driveway I feel this overwhelming since of guilt and anxiety; my stomach turns flips and my head starts pounding. I don't think this is how home is supposed to feel. At least I have my friends, as long as I don't disappoint them or Father or Natile I should be ok. Right? ⚠️TW (this story contains/will contain): cursing😧, child neglect, fighting ⚠️ If you can find or know the artist of the cover photo please contact me :) start date: 6-12-23