Back in February me and my long-term boyfriend broke up (it was a long-time coming - he was emotionally abusive). I had to move out of my lovely rented home because he refused to do so, even though I was there first. He also kept our pets because technically they were his (even though I cared for them more than he ever did).
So I've settled for a room with a live-in landlord as its all I can afford right now. He's a decent guy and really laid-back but I just feel so weird around him all the time. He's doing nothing wrong but I just feel like I'm just existing in someone elses space and it's alienating. The house is barely decorated and very boy-ish (there's just one Superman poster on the wall). I don't have anywhere I can just curl up with a book apart from my bed. The kitchen is tiny and there's no garden and there's funky smell coming from his bedroom. And I miss my pets. I don't even feel like unpacking half my stuff because I'm not ready to feel settled here.
I work from home, sat at a desk in my bedroom, and I find myself feeling so lost in the evenings. I'm missing my old routine, my pets, my furniture, my privacy (my ex was always on his Xbox).
Every time, I go downstairs my landlord is super friendly and always asks how my day is and if I have any plans for the night, and then he'll always suggest watching tv together. But I just feel super annoyed at him for being there and I know that's wrong because it's his house. I hate not having a space to call my own and I'm feeling down because I really can't afford anywhere else for a while.