I'm tired of feeling good all day then coming home and getting pissed off. Literally you had all day to watch a movie. Why did you wait till I came home to watch a movie? It's like you're asking to get mad about something. My parents are pissed off because they waited for me to come home before starting a movie, and then they get mad because I needed to wash my work clothes. And then my cat threw up on my bed AGAIN for the third time in the past two days. She's ruined three comforters I had since I moved here. I'm ready to toss her outside. I'm pissed. It's like no matter how great my day is, my parents will find some reason to make me upset, and then they blame me for being in a bad mood all the time. They're always complaining about what I do or don't do, and they threaten to kick me out all the time, but then they turn around and say I have to live with them FOREVER because it saves me money than to live on my own. Like, the stars have to align and the second coming of Christ needs to happen before they think I'm ready to move out. And by the time that happens, they'll be old and frail and will need to rely on me to take care of them because I choose to become a nurse. Many people tell me I should just move out, I'm old enough, etc. and I know my answers have always been weak, but as of now I'm on a wait list for low-income housing. I have a good set up now where I work three days and go to school four days. I simply am not in a place where I can support myself right now, but it just pisses me off that the household is always tense and there's always stepping on toes and I have to play parent and therapist and financial aid and I'm always giving and it's a one-way street. I just want to be on my own and I'm afraid it's never going to happen.