I don't live with my family anymore, I live with my boyfriend and his family; 5 siblings plus one of the brother's girlfriends live here too. I'm probably going to have to grow a pair and just try my best to balance myself in this situation until we get a place of our own. For now just writing down how I feel gives me some comfort. I don't want to tell my boyfriend, he'll think I want to leave and go back home. I don't really have anything back at home but solitude and a nice furry companion. My parents want to put me in a mental institute because I can't stand being without my boyfriend and it would really mix in with my depression a whole lot and cause self harm to myself. I pleaded my mother to let me stay with his family with him, I'm willing to do it for my boyfriend and I. "The things I do for love." as Courage the cowardly dog would say.