I'm stuck again. I want to go home but there's no easy way to escape.
EDIT: A rare pepe unexpectedly appeared right as things felt the most hopeless. Not only did it take the time to hear me out, it also offered to try and help, so chances are I'll be able to leave after all. Praised be the emptiness.
Still, I always find it annoying how my visits here just never seem to end. Mom just don't seem to care/remember that time -doesn't- magically stop at my own place when I'm not there. Bills, mail, cancelled appointments and other fun things like that keep piling up no matter where I am.
It always takes me days to build up the courage to tell her I'd like to leave since the result of that is awfully unpredictable. (Would've told her today, but it's her birthday, so it felt like a bad idea).