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Punching Bag Bitch, cry and whine your way into oblivion. |
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Lauren - I know what you mean. About 8 years ago I was in a home invasion, and stuff never scared me before, but now, even if it is the rain hitting the window, I get scared.
What I do to ease it, is I find the biggest "weapon" I can in my room, and then I go room to room in my house, checking closets and behind doors. Once I know no one is in my house, I can rest a little easier. Past roommates coming home late usually got this treatment as well, and they would think it is funny, but then they realise why I get so afraid. I know exactley what you are talking about! :( |
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Yah I don't know where it started. But my mom told me that when I was little we used to live down near comercial drive in a complex. Since we were on the first floor, we were right beside the courtyard. And one night some guy that was drunk came up and banged on my bedroom window. So I think maybe that was the start. When we moved to my home now I requested that we look into getting a place on the second floor, even thought it was smaller.
Also at my dads house, we got broken into a bunch of times. And most times the person came through my bedroom window. Lucky for me I was never at the house at the time. I'm fine as long as someone is awake in the house. It's just when everything is quiet and dark I let my imagination get the best of me. It bothers me, because I want to move out on my own soon. And I don't want to be constantly scared. I don't think I could live in a basement suite because of it. |