Revoke??

I'm honestly debating whether coming 'home' is a good idea. I've turned back to my addictions, my temper has worsened, and I'm irritable 24/7. I don't know what to do... I'd ask God, but we're not really on speaking terms, as much as any Christian would argue. I'm at loss. Writing is no longer a comfort, singing is hypocrisy, and I don't have the muscles yet to play my cello for 6 hours. And anything I do is useless anyway. My mom brags about me all the time. It's as if she only wants me to do music so she can show me off. Oh, Brenna can play such a beautiful piano song. Oh, and have you heard her new cello duet? It bugs me! I'd be perfectly happy never playing in front of an audience again, unless it's something I want to do. Not her. It's my life.