la familia

I love my family. I really do but that doesn't mean i like them. Every time i go home i confronted with the expectation of who i as.. Someone not of  my own choosing but of  circumstance that is childhood. Now that I've been away at school and I've had the chance to develop and become a person of my own choosing the two contradictions of self are constantly bumping heads. How i choose to my life more over how i want to live my life is vastly different from the expectations of my family. the more i come home the more i realize i have got to leave this city because staying here will rot you from the inside out.