I miss my friends. I miss my dreams. I miss just being happy.
And now, I'm still stuck at home, being put down over and over again, being told my dreams are stupid and useless, being ignored, being yelled at, being controlled. I need out.
I'll be getting a second job. Texas option still out there, filling out the paperwork now. But if not Texas, then BSU. I don't care where I end up. As long as it's not here.