I regret nothing! Except not going ahead with that other idea yesterday while I had the chance I mean what.

Goddammit, I hate crying. Why do I keep letting them do this to me? I try so hard not to care about what they think, but I still live with them, so it's hard, you know?

Look, I know I'm gonna need a post-college plan. I'm not stupid. Even if you did have the funds, I don't wanna mooch off you, because I don't want to owe you anything. And you know what? I was trying to talk to you guys. I was going to come out to you, since the opportunity presented itself and all, but no, you had to make it about you. What, because I'm young I don't have any problems? Good goddamn.

I know I don't have room to fuck up, okay? I know. I've known it forever. Stop trying to make me feel worse, okay? I don't know, maybe think about what you're saying once in a goddamned while. I promise, it's not as hard as you think it is, grandmother. Really. Some fucking tact is not a bad thing.

I'm so sorry I tried to share with you guys. I'll do my best not to make that mistake again.