I’m so angry. Â Angry to the core. Â No one understands. Â No one listens. Â I am holding on by a dwindling string. Â I told my dad and my close family friend about my problems. Â My mother told me I was being foolish and made a mistake by sharing my situation with my father. Â He wants to drag me to memphis, a very unhealthy place for me since a dysfunctional childhood there which i can never escape when i go. Â I don’t have anywhere to go. Â I can’t go to memphis, it would kill me slowly. Â I can’t stay here, it is killing me quickly. Â I can’t be with my brother or my family friend, can’t put that on them. Â I can’t get an apartment. Â I can’t stay on campus the way I am, though I want to. Â I want to go to a long-term facility but that can’t work either because it is expensive and my dad is convinced it is wrong for me. Â I can’t do anything and all I want to do is get out. Â He doesn’t agree with my choice in career and while that shouldn’t matter, it does to me. Â I just feel like I am going to explode. Â And my impulses are driving me to cutting with blades and knives and I can’t hardly stop myself from killing myself. Â How long can I stay glued before I break apart??