I can't quite describe this feeling that I experience... It seems like its just a part of depression. Yet, despite multiple people who are affected by depression/anxiety, this very specific feeling is hard to relate to from and outside point of view.

Even when I'm at home, in my own room, in my own bed even, I feel out of place.. or exposed.. even if I am alone. I just feel uncomfortable for no reason. That uneasiness when you're away from a parent, home, and so on.. Forms an awful pit in my stomach.

When I'm dressed modestly, completely covered. I feel as if I am wearing nothing at all. No one can see me, no one is with me, I don't understand. Both of my parent's are gone, and it's the first year without them both. I guess my heart is simply broken since I can never really be at home again. I force myself to accept my current situation. Somehow expecting to be one-hundred percent happy and comfortable. I know I am not the only one to feel this way... or at least I hope. I just need to get this feeling into words so I can learn to cope with it.. and it already helps. Thank you for reading if you made it this far. <3