I am typing on my phone and Swedish, apologises for obvious reasons. 
Military Child
We moved to New Jersey back To Florida, and the New Jersey trip broke my fathers love for the military, and was the reason he ended up retiring, I was told we were going back to Florida for good, and that finally we were gonna live in one place for the rest of my childhood, this lasted six months. 

The Florida job market was stale, nothing was worth staying in the state for, and according to my father we'd either have to move away to another state permanently or risk staying there for 10 months and if no job was found, going bankrupt.  We moved to Texas 

I was completely devastated that my father broke the promise that he told me and that I was moving away from the one place I always looked back at and called home,When we got to Texas I fell into a major depression of everyday mental breakdowns where I would just laugh and cry by myself, cutting  and constant contemplation of you know, it wasn't good.

But then it changed, on the last year of middle school I found my first real friends and started getting more and more happy with myself,  fast forward three to four years im a soon to be Junior in highschool who is relatively popular,  I have a girlfriend and really close friends who I see as basically brothers. I was now finally promised by my Father that this would be our last home until I graduated 

My parents faired far less, my father is not happy here and has had multiple and major anxiety issues, he is not in a job that he completely likes and is not in a totally great state of mind.  His problems pale in compare to my mothers,  

My mother left her only couple of friends in Sweden when she moved to the US, and then left her only friends in Florida to come here, she has no friends, no job, and gotten into a carwreck caused by my old classmate and now has a permanent damage in her neck, she constantly rants to me about how Texas is her hell and that it'll never be home to her, its gotten so bad that shes also admitted to me, her son that shes been contemplating divorce just so she can leave to Florida.

This is the first time I have felt real happiness in my life, the constant moving was hell to me and my parents now are threatening moving back to Florida cause they really don't like it here and claim that I am the sole reason they are staying and how I don't care how they are feeling, and in truth I really don't 

They made constant hell for me moving me around place to place and I have FINALLY found a place I can call my home, I made up my mind that if we move to Florida again, that I would move immediately back when I turn eighteen and would also make this choice a mental hell for my parents  There is no way that I can say through text how much Texas means to me, it means more to me than my parents do, and after this giant essay, AITA for it? And for abuntch of anonymous advice.