I moved back in with my folks. It sucks. We had our first fight last night. M told me I was overmedicated three times yesterday. The last time she said it, I again said I was just tired from a long day. She went on about how I'm not okay. I told her to stop treating me like a patient. She does it constantly. She said, "What doctor put that in your head?" I am so frustrated with her. I need to get out of here. But as my father pointed out, I have no options. I NEED TO MOVE. And I can't for two and a half more months. Thank god there is an enddate to this. I've been suicidal."Sound system gonna bring me back up, yeah. One thing that I can depend on." ----'Sound System' by Operation Ivy