I don't even know where to begin...my life has been living h**l since April 2007.
My parents started to fight right around then. I didn't think it was serious until one night in June. Usually it was something little, like money or something (they are HORRIBLE at handling money), but now it was something more serious.
I just remember my mom lying on the couch because she was feeling sick...my dad stormed in...at first I was going to say in a joking way, "wow, you look mad", because that's what we do is joke around, lol.
So I decided not to because he looked especially angry. He just said to my mom, "get up". And she just said "what?" And my dad kicked the couch probably 2 or 3 feet across the floor and yelled it again. So they started arguing about some questionable pictures he found in her car. Apparently my mom cheated on him, but they were getting a separation and she was extremely depressed...I could understand that. You would have had to been in that household to understand just how depressed she was.
It was probably one of the worst fights they've ever been in. We had to go to a hotel overnight...I didn't talk to my dad for days. He did apologize, and I believed he was sorry. He's a very good person and a good father...I know these things can happen with a man and a woman. I don't hold it against him anymore.
Anyway, the fights continued afterwards. I became more and more depressed and anxious. I thought that was the worst it could get, but I got a call while I was on vacation with my cousin about my parents fighting in the car...my little brother was so upset that he threw up.
While all this was happening, my best friend was dating my ex, whom I was in still very much in love with. So I still had that to worry about.
Around September, my dad moved to Florida...after a few months, taking my brother with him (we all agreed on it for different reasons).
Me and my mom moved into an apartment by ourselves, and that's when I really started to get dangerously depressed. I started cutting myself, had suicidal thoughts, was pretty much emotionless and looked close to dead in school...and my mom was out of control. We both needed some kind of therapy, but couldn't afford it because my mom didn't have enough energy anymore to go to work every day. She had a boyfriend and would constantly tell me too much about their relationship. I would end up giving my MOM relationship advice!!
After a while, she decided she missed my dad and wanted to go live with him again & start over as a family. I said I would THINK about it, but the next day she sold some of our furniture so we could go. I was upset about it and didn't really want to go, but we did anyway. It all happened in about a day and a half, so I didn't get to say bye to my best friends or anyone. On top of THAT, I found out more than half of out belongings left in the old house were thrown out by our landlord because my mom never paid the rent and didn't get all out stuff.
I was miserable in Florida, too. Neither of my parents had jobs, so it was a rarity to eat a whole dinner. I could barely go to school because I was too depressed & had a group of girls constantly harassing me.
Eventually I wanted to take action of my life and move in with my grandma..I saw no other option, because I was close to killing myself.
They all ended up coming back.
Now me, my mom and my brother live with my grandparents...my dad live with his parents. My mom is okay now, as well as my dad, but I think I'm still depressed. I stopped cutting, I stopped having suicidal thoughts, and I'm happier than I've been in over a year...but I still feel like I'm trapped in my life, like I'm helpless. I was supposed to get therapy when I got here, but it never happened because we didn't have insurance OR money. Everyone was too busy getting their lives on track, so they didn't really pay much attention to me or my brother. We're about to start school, but I'm such a wreck I don't think I can handle it. My social anxiety has gotten so much worse over this past year, it's hard to go to a mall without thinking I'm getting judged by 1/2 of the people that glance at me. I asked my mom about getting a tutor to come to our house instead of going to school this year, so I can get the help I need, but she said no. So I'm going to school.
I know I won't be able to continue without a counselor of some sort and my family is some of the hugest procrastinators I've ever seen in my whole life (hence the whole summer going by without a mention of it). What can I do in the meantime to help myself?
Sorry I wrote so much, I know that is a MASSIVE amount of reading to do.
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