This place feels so cold, not like a home to me anymore. Like an empty, deserted house. I'm not a good family member. I wasn't able to make anymore compromises. Sorry. This is my limit. I've made up my mind. The moment i'm able to provide for myself, i will move out of this place. You all had to sacrifice me anyway. Then, there's no need for me to be here anymore. These few years there isn't a single happy day back home, and i'm causing unhappiness to all of you. So, me leaving would be a better option. Don't complain about regretting giving birth to me, i have no wish of coming into this world anyway. Sorry Dad. For dragging you into this whole mess. Really sorry.