Moving has been rough on my mental health.

I didn't think it would be this big of a deal but my anxiety has been way up. All I do here is lie in bed, and/or drink too much.

The floors here are noisy and when my dad is here, he constantly stomps across them like an elephant. Back and forth, back and forth. It makes me nervous. He walks like he thinks he needs to get somewhere ASAP.

And when he's not doing that, his dog is barking.

I need peace and comfort.