Things are not going well. There is no way to explain all the particular reasons why without hurting someone more than I already need to, so I will use "I statements".
I have been unhappy since combining households, despite the architectural excitement of the new place.
I am allergic to smoke.
I do not want 4 children.
I don't like my hair falling out from stress. I'm going to look like Dobby soon.
I want to be with my family. My mother developed problems with the electrical systems of her heart over the summer, another of my aunts has moved to Oahu, the kids should be near their father, and I don't want to lose any more years with them all.
I am making plans.
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