Leaving

I want so badly to leave this place. Last night's breakdown was just another piece of the Valpo puzzle. I am incredibly lonely here. With everything going on, nobody is bothering to actually listen to me. Each person involved has an opinion, and the time to share it, but not the time to hear what's going on. So cliche, but my parents do not understand a single bit of this. That, understandably, scares the shit out of them and it ends up on me. All their confusion and worry ends up on me. Rachel is the same thing. She worries so much about me and what will happen. If someone would show me faith that things will get better instead of worse, maybe they actually will. Until that time, I regress into my hole. Fighting can only get one so far in a battle. Eventually, backup is a must.