My family doesn't care.
If they did…
they’d probably ask me what I want instead of telling me what I should be doing.
they’d probably listen to something that’s bothering me instead of blowing me off.
they’d probably stop focusing on what’s going on in their lives and maybe care about what’s going on in mine.
they’d probably stop judging me for the school I chose to go to in the fall.
they’d probably not ditch me for plans and expect me to be okay with it last minute.
This is why I’m leaving and not looking back.
