I don't think my boyfriend's parents are aware of my depression. They do know that I can get anxious and struggle a little bit. Compared to my family though, they are quite relaxed about things. I think I must have it set in my head that 'everyone' is like my own family and have their views and opinions when this is not true. I'm so used to having to try and please people in what are, for the most part, petty situations.
My boyfriend and I had a conversation yesterday about food. When I'm at home, I can't help myself to something to eat when I'm hungry and especially not in the evening. Here, they're fine with it. If you're hungry and you need to eat, you're free to make a sandwich or even dinner. I don't think I'm used to the change really. I'm 22 years old... I've lived with my parents for 22 years and been living under 'those kinda rules'.