i HATE living in this house. they don't get it. they don't get that i leave every chance i get to avoid their little talks and heart to hearts because everyone is SO blind to what they see as the most important things in life.
i feel like i'm suffocating here. i can't escape it. i can't lock them out. i can NOT wait to be on my own again. i need the freedom and independence i've grown dependent on. i'd move out today if i could.
sometimes, as odd as it is, i feel like the only person that understands this is my dad, but then half the time i feel like he's joining forces with my brother to ruin my life and constantly make me feel like shit about myself.
and people seriously wonder why i'm so fucked up.
