- Nov 1, 2019
- Lonely City.
I never go out unless i go out in the car. I live in the corner in a semi detached house, 6ft fence all around including the half of the drive. The drive has a space for a car then you open the 6ft gate to get to the other half of the drive where i have my 2 cars. I came the cars behind the gate because of the area and yobbos. Today was bin day. I hate it. It means i have to walk out to put the bin out knowing that poeple are watching me. Nobody likes or talks to me even the they know nothing about me or have even bothered trying to get to know me. So because of that, and the fact that they talk about me because i have heard them, makes me feel nervous to go out. I put the bit out late at night about 1am or 2am and then bring it in at 9am after they have been and that is when i hate it. I walk down the drive switching my mind off pretending that nobody is there looking at me staring talking about me because their lives are so boring that they have nothing better to do, and i bring the bin up the drive through the gate. Phew. Such a big thing. A few seconds. This is why my anxiety is the way it is, because of these arseholes making me think that everyone is looking at me and talking about me. I am saving up so that i can move do a decent area, rural area, and i am saving enough for these so called deposits and bonds . Pah!