Where is home for you?

For me home is at school. At school, nobody knows what my life is like. At school, people compliment me and think I'm perfect. At school, I forget about my troubles for a short space of time. At school I can manage to laugh every now and then. At school, I feel loved. At school. I can't self harm. At school, I feel happy.

Home, as cliche as it is, is a place in which you can completely relax and find yourself in your surroundings. If you can imagine a place in which you fully immerse yourself in the space, and can be your true self, that is home.

Home Is My House! I Don't worry about anything or anyone. I don't worry about what's going on outside. I feel safe it's like my little safe haven. I feel completely relaxed an my anxiety don't get half as bad as when I'm outside.

Home for me is a place of peace and love. A comfortable place where I can be me without fear. A place where there is support when I need it or a place where I can find space when I need some time to myself. I am as much at home no matter where I am- surrounded by those who care and love me.

Home is where I got all the liberty to do the right things which I seriously need and have people who shower love and take care

Wherever you can be yourself, and feel loved. The place you always go back to whenever you need help or just some time to yourself.

Home. Home is where I feel comfortable to be myself, and act the way I want to act. Home is where I don't feel the need to be fake or wear a mask to cover up my insecurities, let alone my doubts. Home is where I can be my true self, speak of honesty and wisdom, truth and love, not being obliged to be whom society wants me to be. Home is where I find peace and serenity. Right now, home is where I live, but I am yet to find that one true place where I belong.

Home for me is where I feel comfortable, home is where I can take time to sleep or tend to my illnesses, talk to my friends, listen to music and be myself around my own family. Feeling comfortable is the main part of home for me.

Home is not a place. Home is someone whom you return to, after a long, tiring journey. Home is a person or group of people who want you. Some where you are wanted and loved. Home is where no matter after how many years, people still wait with open arms for you. That is what home is. Home is where the heart is.

For me home is not a place. It is someone who i feel comfort with anytime anywhere and no matter where it it.