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I'm spending far too much of my time out of the house being unhappy and lonely. Spending too much of my time in the house being suffocated by people. I see my friends at most once a week, and I spend 12 hours a week working on the shop floor of a charity shop mostly on my own. I have no personal space because there are more people in this house than available rooms. Even if I get a room to myself for a few hours, people are forever up and down bothering me every 5 minutes and then wonder why I'm pissy with them. When I'm at home, I want to be alone. When I'm out of the house, I want to be with my friends. Neither option is likely on a normal day. As much as I want to go back to uni, I'm not looking forward to spending a few weeks in the house on my own until people start moving back. The joys of being lonely~tl;dr - I'm having one of those days.
I've been going through some stuff in the past week and yesterday, my former best friend (as of a few minutes ago) asked me what was wrong. I told her I didn't want to talk about it. Today she came up to me and said, "If you aren't going to talk to me about it, just don't talk to me." Some time after that, I was saying something about it and she blew up at me. Any time I do something that she doesn't like, I get griped at and when she does something I don't like, and I say something about it, I still get griped at.