I like a sense of security, or a specific place I can call my own. A place to escape at some point during the day; my room. I hate it when people enter, move/ replace something without me knowing, or moving something into another place. I don’t mind so much when the cleaner comes, she has taken the hint that I like things to be kept in the same place. Everytime she rearranges my desk, she comes back to find things back in the CORRECT place, she hasn’t moved them since.
I hate it when my parents, mum especially, walks in looking for something. She doesn’t ask, just looks in my draws or wherever herself. She doesn’t have the thought to ask me if I mind, apparently she shouldn’t have to because its her own house?
I wish this could be my own domain. Under my permission, somewhere I can call my own. It’s like there are no secrets when you don’t officially own something.
And the fact that she doesn’t put it back how it was before she entered!
Even little things have started to annoy me. I like my room to be tidy, but when it’s rearranged by someone else, it drives me mad.
I’m not deliberately trying to hide something, I just like the feeling of security; a place of my own.
Enough of ranting, I’m in a good mood!
;xoxo
