This can't be happening again.

This morning I had to wake up and remind myself, “No, you’re not a freshman in high school.” I’m having flashbacks to my early days of simply not wanting to go to school because I’m not wanted there. I don’t want to be there. Don’t want to go. I want this nightmare to be over. I hate that place. It, obviously, hates me. There are only 1 or 2 people in there that’re worth my time anymore and they’re students. I can’t stand that place anymore. Hell, if my family didn’t want me to finish out the semester there I’d fill out the withdrawal forms, grab the remainder of my shit out of the dorm and get out of there and never turn back.
Who was I kidding, I wasn’t wanted there from day 1. I went from a high school that couldn’t help me, to a school for the blind, did awesome there, went to college and it all went to hell from there. I’m nothing to that place. A bug on their windshield. Something they want to persecute and get rid of. All I am to them is garbage. Nothing more, nothing less.
I want to be somewhere I’m wanted. I want to be somewhere that’s willing to help, and hell, maybe even find me a job in the bargain. I want to be somewhere I’m not just a pain in the ass. I want to be somewhere I know people are going to care about me as a person, not just a statistic or part of their job.
Yes, I’m frustrated, angry, annoyed, depressed, panicky, generally not fit for human company. I can’t wait to be done with that place. I feel like it’s holding a part of me hostage that I’ll never get back. I felt like this before I transferred high schools, too. I thought when you went to a university, you were supposed to be part of a community. I guess I was wrong.