I just can't take it anymore.
Mar. 4th, 2010 11:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So, I was just in a huge fight with my father where he literally kicked the crap out of me(I attacked first, so no abuse case there). And over what, you may ask? Over the fact that he refuses to allow my brother to go on any medication for his ADHD. He's convinced that it can all be controlled naturally with supplements. It doesn't seem to be working, as my brother is insanly behind on his school work and doesn't even realise when he lies, which is all the time. I, being the world-renowned shrink that I am(or rather, think that I am), attributed it to his own dislike of being on anti-depressants and how prideful he is and how he wants everything to be perfect and that sort of crap.
The truth is, I just don't want to deal with my families problems anymore, at least not while I'm living with them. I don't want to hear every detail about how my brother is getting grounded for this or that. I don't want to hear how Mom has to deal with suicidal subordinates at work in such vivid detail. I don't want my sister's fights with my parents to be broadcast to me in real time. And I certainly don't want to hear every scream and harsh word my mom and dad throw at each other when they fight. The truth is, I don't want to live at home anymore.
I want roommates. I want my own mailing address. I want a car. I want a job. I want a social life unencumbered by a lack of transportation. I want a cellphone. I want my own life. I want to change my ways and become the person I was meant to become.
The truth is, I just don't want to deal with my families problems anymore, at least not while I'm living with them. I don't want to hear every detail about how my brother is getting grounded for this or that. I don't want to hear how Mom has to deal with suicidal subordinates at work in such vivid detail. I don't want my sister's fights with my parents to be broadcast to me in real time. And I certainly don't want to hear every scream and harsh word my mom and dad throw at each other when they fight. The truth is, I don't want to live at home anymore.
I want roommates. I want my own mailing address. I want a car. I want a job. I want a social life unencumbered by a lack of transportation. I want a cellphone. I want my own life. I want to change my ways and become the person I was meant to become.