Im considering more and more just...MOVING. Not telling my dad, just up and doing it and telling him once its done. I feel so stuck in a rut because of him wanting me to be here and needing me to help with small things. It was never my plan to live in this town this long. Any time I broach the subject he gets so sad. He doesnt tell me I cant do it but the guilt eats at me so that I dont. Im just to the point that I want to disappear. I know thats wrong. But its not my fault he has no one else and makes no attempts at having things to do especially when he is physically and mentally capable. This is really just a rant. or wishful thinking. I just wish I could start my life.