welp. tomorrow is the day i’m leaving. no longer will i be a disappointment to my parents, they don’t have to worry about me being the first failure in the family. they don’t have to worry about me constantly. it’s over. i’m gonna die tomorrow. thank you for those who tried to talk me out of it. it won’t work. i hate my life and every inch of it. i’ll never be as successful as anybody says. i’ll be free though. i’ll be happier of where i am.