tomorrow will be the start of my classes. moved in a few days ago. it will also mark a year since I made my first post here asking for help. ive waited for this moment since 9th grade and now that im here it doesn't feel nearly as cathartic as I imagined. Ive come to the realization that moving out to go to school is not an all encompassing solution to the problems that crippled me at home. I thought I could just leave all of it behind and never talk to anyone again while I find myself and choose my own family. I know it won't play out like this. im still financially dependent seeing as tuition is more than I can hope to afford even after financial aid. even if I manage to work myself to death while studying and pay the next three years myself, its not like I can just distance myself from any relatives that hurt or stress me. I still have to go back for the holidays and breaks. I still have to call everyday. I also made a long post about this a while ago but my family dynamic is too complicated and permanent. no-contact will not work in my situation. and worse of all, I only went to college to chase a naive fantasy of my ideal life to compensate for my wasted high school experience. I seriously don't care about higher education... im not equipped for it either. im going to an intensive school and it won't be easy at all. university isn't a place to just mess around and make memories, that's what high school was for. im going to be toiling away for an arduous degree I haven't been interested in since elementary school. I am not sure how this is going to play out but I think I made a huge mistake due to my lack of foresight. I was supposed to check out at 16 but honestly im never going to kms for a number of reasons no matter how badly I want it. I didn't plan on making it this far. I have no one to help or assist me. people aren't as friendly here as I thought they'd be. I know it's a spoiled thing to say but don't want this career or this education. I just want my perfect life and im tired of coping and accepting and practicing gratitude. I refuse to force feed myself empty platitudes and false hope. I am a brat and I know what I want. enough money to buy an apartment, a group of people that care about me and vice versa, and a life free from anyone who antagonizes me. Im entitled to none of this. but it's still soul crushing to know that it isn't achievable