Last year I had a huge falling out/fight with my parents because I found out that they smoke pot everyday. I was really hurt and shocked. They had been lying to me for years, and I felt betrayed like I didn’t even know them. My little brother still lives with them, and neither of them work because they are both disabled. My little brother is very loved, but they don’t encourage him to play sports or be active, he just sits at home all day, and the only food found in the house is junk food. Anyways, the day after they told me, I overheard my mom and step dad saying terrible things about me and my BF, they were frantic that I had spilled the beans to him (which I Had’t), and that he had brainwashed me to not want them to smoke, they were afraid the cops were going to bust them, and saying more awful things about how they felt about me and my BF. I was in shock, I was so upset, emotional, confused, and scared I ran out of the bathroom to leave the house, they saw that I must have heard and immediately went into nurturing parent mode saying “oh we didn’t mean it, we were just scared, it’s ok, don’t cryâ€Â. I ran away and they turned it on me, and made me feel like a bad person for not being more “open mindedâ€Â, and that I was being childish. They wouldn't accept me again until I said that it was okay what they were doing, and that I was sorry.
A year later my boyfriend and I Now smoke with them, (he used to be against it) because I just really want them to accept us. It feels wrong to me deep down, but I pretend its okay. I just bottle up how I really feel so that everything will be normal. I was staying for the summer and finally decided to leave so, I planned to move back to my college town early with my very supportive BF (he keeps me alive). I came up to get the rest of my belongings, and my mom went on the defensive. (She is very manipulative, argumentative, and she knows how to make me feel pain). It was a huge circus of her yelling and saying crazy things about how the only reason I’m leaving is because of my “controlling†BF, that I don’t appreciate them, and that I am brainwashed, and that I need professional help, etc, etc. I tried to be an adult and calmly explain to her that I was just going back to my college town, that her behavior was unnecessary, and that I needed to leave so that she could have time to calm down, and that I would call her in a couple days so that we could talk like adults. She went absolutely nuts screaming like a child, I started crying and being frantic because I couldn’t handle her, I went to leave and she was still yelling from the bedroom, I then lost it and told her to “shut up†(as loud as I could). The day ended with me on the porch talking about how I feel to my high stepfather, and my mother storming off to vent to her adopted parents. I felt that I got a lot of progress with my step dad and he agreed with how I felt about my mom, and why she is the way she is. He said that he would talk to her for me.
A couple days later I emailed my step dad to see how things went. My step dad wrote back saying that she is going to continue to be this way until I apologize, and that I need to apologize because she is my elder. I wrote back explaining how I feel about her, that she is stubborn, immature, proud, and angry, and that she has to grow up and apologize if she wants to be a part of my life. I told him why I do not feel that she deserves respect as an elder, and that I hope that this will be a learning experience that she can grow and mature from. She wrote back on his email, a very nasty long letter explaining that I am spoiled, childish, and proceeded to blame most of this whole thing on my BF, She called him some nasty things and said that he is ruining my life, and that he is only going to control me and not help me (he makes me very happy, and no one has cared me for or been there for me like him). She sent the email I wrote to all of her friends and family, and said that they all agree with her, and that she also spoke with my doctor who is “worried†about me. She said that she is personally going to pay for a psychiatrist, so that I can get help, ( I had been wanting to see one, but she was making excuses, putting it off, and wouldn't let me make the appt.), and that she hopes that "weenie boy" won't convince me to not see one (he was the one supporting me to see one in the first place). She said that she is “praying†for me, and used a lot of sarcasm, and pettiness. Right now I feel like the most awful person alive. I feel like I am black on the inside, and crazy. I hate myself, and have suicidal thoughts (I am usually so happy). I hate her, and don’t even feel like she is my mom. I just want this all to end. I don't know if I am just being crazy, selfish, childish, and all the other things she says. Or if I should stand up for what I believe in and that my feelings about her are valid....I don't know what I should do with myself, and this situation. someone please help me!
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