My family seriously acts like I'm not living away from home now. It really bothers me. They all just left for church and Sweta and I will be going back any minute, and the only two people that hugged me were my mom and Kyla. And Kyla is the only one that even mentioned me going back. But my sister and her best friend just walked out the door, and my dad gave me a very passive 'bye.' Its like they don't even notice that I'm not around when I'm gone.
I do appreciate my best friend, Alex, though. She came to see me both nights I've been here, and we've had some of the best times together that we've ever had. We laughed so much and caught up on each other's lives. Last night she met my friends from school and they all really seemed to hit it off. I was happy about that. And when she left last night, we began our long goodbye and started laughing again, which further extended saying goodbye. She's one of the only reasons I'll ever come home.
I'm just ready to be back in Wilmington. With every passing second I feel more and more anxious to get back and away from this place.
Here's to leaving. Again.
