Prisoner from cell block W

It makes me feel like a prisoner being locked in all the time! P just has not got to grips with this feling sfae thing. He is convinced J is out to get him. But I just feel trapped. We live in a lovely house in the middle of nowhere where there is absolutley no need to lock doors but still he persists in doing it. The unrational me says it is just to have a go at me about J, but the rational me knows that it is that he has fears he just will NOT face.