Everyone knows the decision made most commonly.
To stay or to leave.
It's easy to become accustomed to a life with no anchors. It's easy to leave, despite your many regrets and lies. It's easy to never look back.
But I guess when your parents get sick of you repeating the same mistakes, they blame it on them giving you the same choice.
At that point you get presented with something new.
An idea foreign to you.
To return.
Everyone has something that kills them inside. The only difference is some people have the illusion of family while others don't even have that anymore.