Feeling Misunderstood

I want to come home. Not now, but I want to come home sooner than I expected. I have this amazing opportunity to work at the summer Jazz camp. Something that I thought I never would be good for, at least right now, but Rob told me I would be perfect for the job. I want to give it a shot, see if I like it. also, I get $200 out of it. :-)

I know what I want, I think I've been around enough that I should be able to know what I want, and I have questioned it enough that I know that I have it.
I have a job at home. I have opportunities at Eastern. Opportunities that I wouldn't have anywhere else at this time in my life.

Yes, I want to come home because I miss Brian, but it's so much more than that. I miss Amanda, I miss feeling a purpose, I miss feeling needed for something that only I can do. I've been reading so many books this last month, and I know that this is the path for me- at least right now. Even more important, I know that Heavenly Father will tell me if I need to redirect that path, and right now He has clearly told me that I'm doing ok. This wonderful peace, i just want to keep it in my heart, but with so many sounds and voices going into my head, it's so hard. I don't want to let anybody down, especially my loved ones, but I've gotta be happy, truly happy.
I have loved it here, it has been great, but there's a time when you've got to stop playing and figure out what you really want and need, do it, and then go back to playing. This is my time to make my decisions.

I'm just tired of people looking down on me because I'm not choosing the life that they think I should have. I understand concern and love, but if someone loves you, shouldn't they think about your wants and goals?