i actually fucking can't. were moving out of my childhood home that I have been at for 16 of my fucking lives. this place is me ENTIRE life, and we're leaving. "oh yeah pack your fucking things and leave behind 16 years of memories within the span of 2 months" the new place is nice, much nicer, but it's not the same as my home bro. whenever I think about moving i start breaking down into tears. i cried myself to bed last night at like 2 am. and my parents are FUCKING guilt tripping me and not helping me. my mom is literally "like you're making me depressed because you don't want to move, now I'm not excited anymore". like ig bro the fuckkkk. and my dad omfg my dad is so fucking annoying man. whenever i cry hes like you're 16 you need to mature, kids your age shouldn't be crying anymore. they're literally trying to invalidate my feelings. I'm so pissed off at my parents, at moving, at myself, and at the new people that are going to be sleeping in MY ROOM, and staying in MY HOUSE FUCK IT