C21 When things make no sense

(Damon's POV)

I sat on the bed, my back resting against the wall, thinking about how close to miserable I had become.

Every single thing about me was a lie, and even in my own house, I felt pressured.

I felt choked.

Somehow, I felt like I was being tied down and forced to do everything I didn’t want to.

As much as I tried to get rid of the way I felt