"I kind of just yelled at my parents," he said a little shameful, "for the past seventeen years of my existence they haven't cared about me at all. When I was young they would come home late at night and I was excited they were back, but they just walked past me not even caring. Eventually I stopped caring. I could come home late at night and they wouldn't care, I could get in trouble and they wouldn't care. Today they said they cared about me and... and it was an obvious lie. After seventeen years they care about me when they're trying to force me into something I'm not ready for? The only consolation is that I'm getting away from them now." Jeffery went on rambling and facepalmed after he was done, "I'm sorry, I ramble when I'm angry. I didn't mean to tell you my life story or involve you in my problems."