I've moved on...
I have never wanted to leave my home so badly. Everyone tells me Troy should be like my second home. But it feels like my first. I don't get along with my family like I used to. I miss not having a place to call my own. Nothing feels right wherever I go. I'm so not ready to leave---but at the same time I want nothing else. I feel like I was born independent. I don't know what I'm doing with my life. I just wish there was something certain. I wish there was something I could count on daily, that I know wouldn't change.