In the wrong damn direction.

If anyone cares, I'm moving to Kentucky...for too many reasons to list. Unfortunately, they are all legitamite, and yanking me away from everything. I've been really depressed for a few weeks now, and have finalized my moving plans.

Now I know what my Mom must have felt like when she had to take care of her mother. She loves her Mother, but her mother isn't the easiest to get along with. And yet once her mother was told that she could no longer live on her own, my Mom, took on the responsiblity without hesitation. I wonder if my Mom was angry at the rest of our family, because of their lack of interest, feelings of obligation, responsibility, and how thier own selfish needs came before those of the one that brought them into this world.

I'm only twenty, and was just got the wheels rolling on my own journey in life. Now, it's someone threw up a detour sign, when I barely knew where I was going in the first place. Terrible metaphor, but that's how I feel.

Ugh. Class is about to start. >.<