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One week until graduation. This time next week I will be a college graduate. That is so weird to say. What am I going to do with my life after that? I have no clue and my family will not stop bothering me about it. "No, you absolutely can not move in with Dave." "You have to pack up your things and move back to Columbus." As if I EVER lived in Columbus in the first place. I don't even have a room there that I can sleep in. I think that I would kill myself if I moved to Ohio. It's so depressing there. But the real question is... Why does my family still think that they can tell me what to do? I'm 23 years old. I am independent. I have a wonderful fiance. I have a brain that I use often. I've never fucked up before and I think I'm doing damn good for myself now. So they should just leave me alone. But they won't. My graduation is going to be filled with lectures and me crying. I'm not looking forward to it now. It's supposed to be one of the happiest days of my life thus far and I don't think it will be. Nothing will ever be good enough. Maybe I should stop trying to please them and worry about what makes me happy. I think I'll do that.