I just need to vent a bit.
This divorce between my mom and step dad is really getting to me. I miss my dogs, I miss my house, I miss my room. Plus, I heard that my ex step dad got jumped last night. And I heard that my sister was having sex with him (more than likely for drugs). It's a lot louder where we currently live, with a highway almost literally right outside my window. And to make matters worse, I have to share a room with my brother. That's what's pushing me over the edge of all this. It's like people are pushing stuff behind me, and that's just the thing pushing me over it, tripping, if that makes any sense. I don't know anything but having a decent amount of privacy. Last time I had to share a room with him, I was 11 and didn't need much privacy. But I've pretty much grown up with having privacy when I needed it.
Plus, I've grown kind of dependent on sleeping with my thumb or pacifier in my mouth. I'm not going to be able to do that anymore, so nights are going to be a lot worse and it's going to take me forever to fall asleep.
Anyways, just needed to vent a little bit.