Frustrated

Today my parents called just to yell at me. Nothing really gets me excited and in a good mood quite like that. Being told that I'm doing a really shitty job with school was quite the boost I was looking for going into next year. According to Sean, my dad is tempted to make me come home and go to a community college and have me work. Frankly, I'd like to see them fucking try. I will sooner ask for that money towards tuition, buy a plane ticket, and settle in Asia as a monk. That way I will not have to deal with them and their ignorance towards me and what's going on with me. They complain about not knowing anything with me when they never ask. Evidently calling when they're upset with me or there's a sporting event should warrant full details of my daily life. I highly doubt my parents know my life goal, why I started cutting, why I kept cutting, why I did so poorly in school, why I'm pissed with them, or care. I have purposely put distance between myself and them as no matter what I say in regards to myself, they are correct. Because they know me better than I do. I mean I am just avoiding responsibility for my life evidently. I almost applied for the Peace Corps today just so I could get the fuck out of here and not have to deal with them for two years or so. Get me in another country, cut off my communication, and give them some time to actually think about things. Yelling at me is not conducive to a conversation. That is not how you get things done. Yet they always miss this. My parents may have raised me, but that don't know the first thing about me and I'm sick of it. I want my independence from them. I will do whatever it takes, whatever hoops I have to jump through, regardless of how much it may set me back for the future. I'm tired of this bullshit with them. I don't want to see them this weekend. I don't want to ever go to Valpo again. I'm ready to cut my ties and have been for awhile.