Escape

It's pretty sad when you find yourself sitting in your room, music blaring in your ears, arm thrown over your face to black out your vision, in some vain attempt to escape from the reality around you. On a daily basis. Every aspect of my household sickens me. I hate my room. My living room. My front yard. My back yard. My kitchen. I hate that my parents are always standing in the kitchen in the same stance, eating the same snacks, cooking the same dinner, talking about the same thing, asking me to do the same chores. My sister's watching the same shows, making the same stupid remarks, playing with the same toys she always plays with. Nothing's different ever. We're all stuck in this monotonous routine that everyone else seems to be fine with and that I'm supposed to accept as my life and future. And when I don't, I'm a problem.
My parents have this idea for me. They want me to stay home and go to FAU for a few years, and then switch to another college, like FSU or something. My dad's convinced that it'll be great and I'll have freedom and everything...what a joke that is. You're telling me that when I don't come home for days and, when I do, it's at 4am, you won't be upset or try to tell me how to live my life? Because that's what I'm going to do if you try and keep me here. I'm going to lose it and rebel in ways you didn't think I was capable of, just so you'll be forced to get rid of me.
I want to go to Ohio State. I have since I was 10. My parents don't. Every time I mention it, they talk about how it's difficult to get in, or how we don't have enough money, or avoid the subject altogether. They've never been the overly supportive type, and they never will be, but I had hoped, even if just a little, that they'd support me with this. I've kind of accustomed myself to not needing their approval or support, but it would be nice to have it now. College is scary. I sure as hell don't know what I'm doing or how I'm going to get there. I don't think I should have to handle this alone.
My friend Lily's mom is prepared to pack up and move to wherever she wants to go to college. My friend Jessica's parents took her on college visits all out of state. My parents won't even tell me they think I can get in. Or that they'll help me get loans. Or that they think it'd be great if I went to Ohio State. I even doubt they'd say more than a "good job" if I did manage to find my way there, all by myself.
Explain to me how that makes sense.