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The last couple of months, actually, the last year has been rough between my mom and I. We haven't been getting along near as much as we used to in the past. There is some kind of rift that has wedged itself between us. It's source is unknown, but several theories exist. Personally, I am going a bit crazy inside and I lash out most easily at my parents. My parents, at the same time, are going through their own stresses and therefore we are toxic to each other. Don't get the wrong idea -- I love my parents so incredibly much and have so much gratitude for everything they give me. But we have been butting heads a lot lately.

About a week and a half ago, after a bad 48 hours of constant bickering/arguing, my mom approached me and calmly reconciled our spat. She said that maybe it was time for me to get out of here and be on my own. It was then that she told me she spoke with Brooke and the idea of me moving to Florida to live with her came about. I would love that more than anything. I spoke to my dad about it a couple days later and now I have the full support of both my parents. The only thing holding me back is the question of where I will find money for school. I've applied to Santa Fe College in Gainesville, but they don't seem to have many scholarships. There's some digging that needs to be done if I'm going to make it happen. And I'm going to make it happen.

I guess when I sit down and type my guts out, I feel better. I do now, despite the fact that my mom and I, yet again, began to argue when I came home from work. I love her, I really do. But for crying out loud, we need some time apart so we can miss each other. Really.