it's funny how as each year passes time seems to speed up. It sucks being so young and holding so many regrets, my boyfriend and i were just speaking about this at dinner. It's been almost a year since my father has passed away...and i can hardly think straight. I feel like my parents dont want to let me grow up, dont want me to be independent and it drives me crazy. I'm so tired of being chained.Part of me wishes my step-mom would move out here and i could rent a room from her, but of course that adds the fear of my parents taking away my college money considering they dont like her...and then they would know that they cant control me anymore. I'm so mentally tired right now, i dont even know if i'm making sense, if i'm not i'm sorry. Part of me wants to sleep...and never wake up....and part of me just wants to sit,stare, and pretend i'm someone else, somewhere else...doing whatever it is i want to do. And the hardest thing is, although my parents have their hands around my neck, i dont rebel, knowing it wont do any good...but i do feel like i'm going to snap...and this is where i stand for now...we shall see...