It doesn't seem like a lot of time but to me it's a paradise. He's my best friend and his mum says that even if it ends up turning into a long term thing then that's completely fine. As soon as I can, I'm out of here
I (16F), am so done with my mum. Yesterday she stormed into my room and demanded my phone to tell me to go clean the house (I am never downstairs because of her), but I hand it over and do my chores. She comes downstairs shouting and having attitude. She found HER t-shirt behind the sofa and was shouting about how "nobody does their chores properly" and that I "need to grow up", when Id already told her I'd only been cleaning for 10 minutes, so it wasnt done. She begins arguing with me for "giving her attitude" and I said "I haven't been, but youve been giving me attitude, please stop" and she loses her mind, screaming about how it's always her fault and I can never take any blame or responsibility, blah blah blah. She's still going with it today, having a go at me for things that aren't even my fault, like my sister not letting the dog out. My brother (7), is her pride and joy so she lets him do whatever he wants. I told him to wait a second before I changed the TV (he lost the remote weeks ago so I have to use my phone and I was sorting something out for my college), and he kicks me, so I say "that wasn't a good action, and it hurts me, so I won't put the TV on". And my mum comes in screaming and blaming me. I don't know what to do with her anymore. Me and my boyfriend broke up because she was adamant his name triggered her and when I offered substitutes and asked her what she'd like me to call him, she'd just shout and scream like a child and he couldn't cope with her anymore. Me and my most recent boyfriend broke up because he cheated and she said "I told you, I fucking told you, it'll always happen", when she had never once told me anything like that. I need to get out
I'm 16. I have a heart condition that they're still trying to diagnose what exactly it is. I can't stand up on busses for too long because I'll find it hard to breath. I have an eating disorder. I was abused. I was assaulted as a kid. Yet it's all about her. She doesn't come to my appointments but she's "so worried", she will brag about how much weight she's lost because she's stopped eating but she'll call me an attention seeker if I even miss lunch. She didn't tell me I got assaulted as a kid for THIRTEEN YEARS because "id use it as an excuse" even when the trauma responses I showed got so bad that I literally couldn't go to school. (I wasn't showering, wasn't cleaning, would self harm a lot, having such bad nightmares that I couldn't remember that I physically couldn't sleep) And she ignored it because she had it worse. I was abused by my stepmother for 3 years and raised her son at 11 when he was a baby, but she's had it worse so I must be lying, even though there's literally scars on my back. Fuck her.