I feel a flame rise up inside of me. How long until I am rid of this curse? Why the fuck must I come home every weekend? Why can't my parents take the fucking hint that I only want to see them once a month and no more unless it's a holiday? I'll fucking do my laundry up at school. I don't mind sitting in a blank apartment with whitewashed walls. I don't mind listening to repetative mind-numbing music while I work. Its become an obligation and they keep lording it over me how they are helping me pay for college. For heaven's sake I know that. I get good grades, I do all I can to be a good student. And then you act incredulous when I tell you I need more space. You constantly think its something you both did wrong. When the fuck did I say that? When the fuck did I make you two seem like pariahs? Just do my a favor and stop because the more you push, the further I pull away. Your incessent calls every night are enough to make me barf. And you keep asking to see if I am ok. Wouldn't I fucking call you if I wasnt?!? You keep thinking that something bad will happen to me and all I have turned into is a financial investment to you both. I don't fucking care if you get lonely without me there. Its called fucking EMPTY NEST syndrome. Learn to live with it. Learn to be lonely or learn to live without me. I am not, and have never been, someone to be treated like all life goes when I leave. What the fuck is your obessession with me. Why does everything have to fucking stop because I am not around. You know what? if you can't learn to let me choose my time to come down and see you, I just will come home for holidays and won't even answer the phone.