I am always wishing my life away. Wanting to get to the next stage, to something else.
I remember being about 12 and absolutely hating the foster home I was in and just wishing so much I could be somewhere else.
I am not happy in this house - I really really want to move.
I am actually scared to be happy and enjoy the moment. It scares me so rather than enjoy the moment I make myself move on and think about something else which isn't so good.
I had some placements where I was very happy and I was moved - never ever my choice.
I am just so at the moment and bloody fed up with myself.