I feel so depressed today. I’m not sure why. Maybe because we are trapped inside and aren’t allowed to go anywhere. But it’s a hard day. I miss him. Not drunk him. Just him. I miss my house. I miss my stuff. My parents have been so supportive but it’s hard living with someone else. It’s not my house. It’s not my dishes. Nothing is mine. I know that may sound stupid. But today just hurts. I wonder what he’s doing. I wonder does he miss me. Gosh it hurts. I feel so alone today.