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I was perfectly happy, and as soon as I got home and was by myself I was extremely miserable again. I hate being home. For many people their home is their comfort zone. People go home to relax and escape the stress of the outside world. I wanna leave so that I can have the freedom that awaits outside. I dont get why it's always like this. Sitting at my computer alone, it's pathetic really. I want to do so much with my life, but bassically none of it get's done.