This thread might as well be named Cupcake and a few others when they're having problems...
So, I'm back living at my parents. I hate it. I don't want to be here. They don't want me here. But I don't really have anywhere else to go. When I got here, there weren't any hugs, or "Hey, haven't seen you in a while, how've you been?"'s. It was just "Oh, CODY'S here." Misgendered every time my mother mentioned me to another person, in front of me. They're not even giving me my own room, even though they have a guest room and I'm going to be here a while. I get to stay on the couch, because mother refuses to get ear plugs. I try to engage them. I try to talk to them, ask them how their days were, talk about things that happened with me that I thought were interesting. I get 1-2 word responses. Meanwhile, my brother gets here, they all talk to him a ton. He brings his girlfriend. My mother seemed legitimately MUCH more interested in her than she has been with me.
I expect this kind of behavior from them. I know they don't love me or care about me. But being here is making me feel like crying all the time. I'm kind of throwing myself into tumblr, which I've got mixed feelings about. I started it generally as a porn thing for myself after Bas left, where I could just post whatever I wanted, be a deviant, I don't know. I do enjoy the attention I get from it. It makes me feel attractive and desirable... but idk. It's probably not really that healthy... then again, it's fun and exciting. I don't know if I'm feeling weird about it because I'm having doubts, or if it's because I want doubts? There's super nothing wrong with doing that kind of stuff, and I do want to. I just don't know if it's for healthy reasons.
I don't really have the energy to do anything. Fallout 4 is being weird and I don't have the energy to troubleshoot it. I've been playing Pokemon on Showdown, but I lose a lot, and that's not good for my spirits, because I always know that it's my fault when I lose. Smoking has been happening more. I'm up to two packs a week now, which is more than I used to smoke, ever.I'm not too happy about it, but I just don't care. That's the big problem... I just don't care about anything. I'm just existing right now, and I don't care about anything.