Irritation

I’m at that point where I can’t stand to be around my family. I knew I had a time limit before both my family and I would get like this. I was hoping to be out of here by now. I need solitude. I don’t function with other people. I never have. When I’m depressed alone, I can be alone. When I’m angry alone, I can crash out however I like. When I’m happy alone, I can do whatever I want. If for whatever reason I need people (unlikely), I’ll go look for them. I can’t do any of that with them here. I’m talking with some mobile robot company about becoming a technician. I have little faith it’ll go through. Probably will fall through like the last one. But I really need to get out of here soon. I’ll take that technician job if it means I get to be atleast 100 miles away from these people. It’s unfortunate that it’s still a drive away. Boston would put me a plane ride away from them. But I’ll settle for what I can get.