i'm a grown adult living in a single child's bedroom with a child sized set of drawers for all the clothes i'm allowed to own, everything feels too small and too cramped, no matter what i do i can't get people to respect my boundaries, i have had an open wound that hasn't closed in a year and a half and it's been longer than that since i could run or swim or climb the stairs without having to take it one step at a time. i feel dead, i feel like a zombie, i'm not living, i'm just waiting