A collection of me

05/14 6:35 p.m.

I'm back. I know I've been gone for a while but I was just finishing up my freshmen year of college and I'm back home. Home is insufferable. I have no friends, job, hobbies, or even internet shows to bury myself in. I feel like I'm going crazy...again. I haven't been home long. Just about two weeks or so which makes it worse because I still have twelve weeks to go. I miss M...Actually, you know what I'm done with labels. No one reads this garbage anyway...I miss Collin. I really do. I left earlier than him so I feel like I didn't say a true fair well. I really didn't think there was a need for one because I would just see him over the summer, but apparently, that's not happening. It's stupid and complicated don't ask. My parent's say they like him but they make fun of him a lot. My mom calls him gay and both my mom and dad make fun of him for being poorer than us. I didn't know that was funny to people. They get really mad when I defend him too like I should be on their side. I don't know what to do. I feel like I should just up and run. I don't like my family. My dad makes fun of his dad for being a drunk. But every since collin's dad had kidney failure he's been clean. My dad is still a drunk even though he denies it. They make fun of his mom for being addicted to opioids but she has a brain hemorrhage and severe seizures. It's what helped her but knows even she's clean. The make fun of Collin for seeming gay...which has always depressed him and made him want to hide from people. They make fun of his living conditions while yes they are on welfare now live in a new house that's even nicer than ours. While both of my parents and my brother smoke unnecessary amounts of pot and drink they're somehow better because they have jobs? And they call themselves Christians...makes me sick.