I can't run away from my own flesh.
That's why the other types of running away never caught my attention as a viable solution.
A lot of problems don't differ much no matter where you go, my sort especially.
But sure, if I could unzip my skin & bone suit and just waltz into freedom, I damn well would.
Of course, there would still be the rest of humanity and nature to contend with.
I'm sick of having a kind of supportive family and i love my niblings alot and they make feel better and i hate that, i always dream of leaving and becoming a homeless living under a bridge and begging for money and abusing drugs till i OD. if only i had the guts to do that, but i can't live without warm food and daily showers and without a phone and a laptop and internet. i wish i could do that, just make one decision of doing it and walk with it
Are they actually supportive or are they just superficially pleasant as a formality and obligation?
I would kill for family members who were genuinely supportive and understanding and who didn't seem to want to run away themselves the second I start treading into anything other than the shallow end of conversation.
I'm so sick of keeping the blatantly obvious misery and disadvantages to myself, just because talking about them makes other people "uncomfortable" (idk what the fuck they would consider the sensation I feel in comparison).