I don't know if I can wait until christmas, or even after I graduate. I hate my father and my sister both now for the position i've let myself be put into. I'm so hypersensitive, I cannot control when, or what sets me off or I let push me over the edge. I think i have to get out of here, before I do end up doing something that i know i'll regret. I feel like i'm in super slow quicksand that I knew i'd step in, and just kinda didn't worry about trying to walk around it anyways... as if I was like "ah fuck it, lets just see what DOES happen"... right now it feels like its passing my waist, slowly making its way to my chest. Maybe I still have time before something serious happens.
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