So, things just took a turn for the worst. My mother is moving us out of my grandmas house and back into her ex’s house. Which means I can’t live the next however many months I decide to live in comfort. I can’t just keep praying to God to kill me, I have to take action. And she is going to put me back in public school. I don’t have the strength to endure myself and the people of public school and my family AND my mom’s boyfriend and his family. So, my current choices are: run away and live in misery a little longer or kill myself in the comfort of my home. Hmmmmmm. Decisions.