"I will happily be the villain if it means I can finally have some fucking peace for a moment!" They all stared, stunned into silence. "If not being there for you at 2am when you're all too drunk to drive home, or when someone gets too high and freaks out, or for any of your other stupid ideas that end of failure, then call me the villain and print out my wanted poster because I am done. I put up with your shit for way too long to deal with it anymore." I stood up and walked away. It wasn't till I was out of the dorm that I realized how badly my hands were shaking and how many tears gathered at the corners of my eyes. The weight I had always felt on my back, the need to constantly have my phone on, and the requirement to wait on the sidelines and wait to jump in and help when anyone needed, were finally gone. I could finally breathe. 'I don't know what tomorrow will look like, but maybe I can start living for myself now...'