The Irony Is I Decided Not To Stay The Night Here And Go Back To My Parents Because I Couldn't Bear The
The irony is I decided not to stay the night here and go back to my parents because I couldn't bear the heartbreak of the infection. Hopefully staying with them will make returning to the dorms relieving again.
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Today I moved into the dorm for the first time and my parents came with me to help me carry my stuff, but they weren't allowed into the building at first. So the first time I entered the area and the room alone I felt amazing and almost cried of happiness. But then they let them in and they came to the area and the room and their neurotic and idiotic behavior just ruined it for me. I am now finally alone here but I don't feel good here anymore. It's like everywhere they go and everything they touch they infect with their virus. And they say "we only want what's good for you" after I explicitly told them that what they were doing was stressing me out. Their presence is so infinitely disgusting to me, always. Even worse is that I can only feel relaxed in places where I'm sure they never stepped foot into.
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