I don't know what it is, but I'm seething with rage right now. It's overwhelming. And I don't know why. I think it has to do with that fucking talk Mother gave me on the way to the airport. Because of that, I am so goddamn anxious as to what awaits me. I have no idea whether they've cleaned my room or moved out my stuff or what. But that talk on the way to the airport made me feel incredibly unwelcome at home. And after three days here in Denver, that hostility is what I return to. And that makes me so fucking upset.
I don't see a future. Can't be more specific than that. But there's nothing to look forward to -- at home, with my folks, period. And that makes me sad and scares me at the same time.
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