Studious Avoidance

I live in an environment where I'm constantly having to avoid people for fear of angering them or just plain not getting along with them, Today, for example, when I got home from my run, my mother was already storming around pissy about something or other, so I showered and ran upstairs, and I've been hiding up here ever since. 

It's sad that I'm constantly having to sneak around my own house. It's not as if I'm afraid of confrontation, but my mother doesn't really handle things like an adult, so she'll just stomp around and be downright vile for hours and no one will have the slightest clue why. So, I'm staying up here for a while. Hopefully I can hide until I have to go to work.

It's funny how much I work on being out of the house or away from my family. It boils down to the fact that I don't really feel safe around them. Not unsafe physically, but emotionally and mentally. When I hang out with my family, there are usually three things that happen to me. My dad will make a joke at my expense, my mom will get angry at me for something, and my older sister will make a demeaning comment about something I like or something about my academic career. So I try to work as much as possible, and have plans to be out of the house or have Kenny over here with me as much as I can. And when I'm here, I'm up in my room or sitting somewhere with my headphones in.