Is it bad that i don't want to stay in the home town that i lived my whole life in, i feel no connection to this place even though my family and friend are here, but i guess the heart ache, lies and nightmares outweigh the good memories that I've made throught the life span of my life. 
How to do even tell your family all this without them saying your mental?
How do i tell my mother the one person that I'll miss the most out of this drama that I'm leaving and never coming back even though I'll break my being for leaving her, but i know it's the right thing to do is leave
I guess your wondering why does a person that has his whole life in Texas want to leave so bad, what was so bad that leaving is his only option to keep himself from having a mental break down. 
I'll tell you, mady you'll agree with me, but mady you won't but that doesn't mean I'll change my mind.
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The tipping point

As I thanked her, she walked out of Marcelo's room as I just held Marcelo’s hand tightly and prayed to god that he'd wake up soon. All I could think of as I held his hand was that I had caused this, I had caused the pain he was going through. I caused him to have a panic attack. I thought as I slightly cried and folded my arms on the hospital bed and laid my head down. As the day went on I started to drift off to sleep. I heard someone walk into the hospital room. At first I thought it might be one of the nurses or the doctor coming in to check up on Marcelo's vitals again but when I looked up it was neither, no. Instead it was the person that hurt the one I loved the most; it was Marcelo's mother. What did she want here I thought, she wanted nothing to do with Marcelo. My brain scrambled as my blood started to boil of how much I hated this woman and I just wanted to blame someone else for Marcelo being stuck in this hospital then me. 


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