I was unhappy when I visited UCSC on Monday. Feels further than 3, 4 days ago. Wasn't just because of my parents around, I think it was me. I was unhappy, even in that new place. I'm giving myself some doubt because I haven't moved there and really re-set my head but it's a warning sign. I am sick and tired of being sick and tired. I see the future, I've seen the future. I've seen enough to know I don't want to stay here. I've seen enough to want to go. This quarter will end. This school year will end. God, will it end.
"[Growing up] is hard and nobody understands." // https://www.homestuck.com/story/2391