It's like I walk through the front door and the energy is awful; an anger just washes over me. I came home today after buying some things to pay off my "debt" (They covered my tax fee of $XYZ and asked to pay it off little by little however way I can.) I knew what the reaction would be, and as I drove home I got angrier and angrier. I was surprised when I walked through the door and my mom smiled cheerfully at me (which rarely happens these days) and I explained I bought some things to repay her. I told her how I went to the pet store and how nice the workers are when they helped me decide on cat food, and she rolled her eyes and sighed. Then I showed her the goodies I bought for her at Goodwill and she said "uh-huh. Good." to which what her tone and body language implied was "Ugh, whatever." I decided I would go out for dinner because I can't stand to be at home. I thought I'd at least say hi to my dad. There was no enthusiasm in his voice as he said hello and he didn't even look at me. I told him I'd be going out for dinner and his tone of voice as he said "that'd be good" was "that'd be good that you'd be gone for a while". I miss the days when my parents would do their best to convince me that they'd really like to spend time with me. Now it seems like they're doing everything they can to keep me out of the house, complain when I'm home, and yet at the same time tell me I can "live with them forever". Why? A lot of the times they'll say things like, "I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at what I'm going through" or they'll apologize and say everyone is feeling fragile, but it happens so often that I wonder if I'm the problem and it hurts. It doesn't make me want to stay at home for any length of time. I'm so upset with everything, and I don't know how to tell them I'll be moving out in six-to-eight months. I don't know what reaction I'd get, or what the consequences would be for however length of time it takes for me to move out. It's so frustrating. I'm lost and I'm hurting.