She offered me a place, she said I could come home. She said it didn't matter if I finished college this year or not, all that mattered was my happiness. She said she is worried about me, because every time we talk I cry, and because she is intuitive and can really feel the depths of my depression.
I might do it. I would have to decide tonight, basically, because tomorrow I am supposed to make my school schedule for next semester.
I think I might.
I need to think.