I was in various troubled teen programs from the ages of 14-16. My last one was Newport Academy. I was there for 114 days until I acted out and got sent to the hospital. I had been told if I got sent to the hospital one more time I would be sent to a long term mental hospital. I was terrified. But then, a doctor came to speak to me in my hospital bed. I told him all these facilities were only making my mental health worse, something I had been telling everyone around me years. But unlike everyone else, he listened. He told me he didn’t think they were helping me either and that he wanted to see me walk free. Eventually, he convinced my parents to just put me in an outpatient program.
I don’t know the doctor’s name and I barely remember what he looks like, but I would give anything to see him again and thank him for saving my life. I owe everything to him. He was my savior, my guardian angel, the only person who took the time to listen to me and not treat me like a delusional nutcase.
I don’t think I’ll ever see him again, so I’m just writing this post to vent my gratitude towards him. Thank you doctor-whose-name-i-forgot
Last week, I visited a local shopping district where I encountered a store called Teso Life. This Japanese establishment specializes in imported goods. I purchased several boxes of cookies for myself, my sibling, and their family, including my nephew, who is in 4th grade. The cookies were labeled "Couque D'asses." Upon reading the packaging, I found the name amusing, but I didn't think much of it. My nephew ended up taking four packs of these cookie snacks in his lunchbox.
The following Tuesday, I learned that my nephew had been suspended from school for bringing in what was deemed "inappropriate content." During lunch, he ate the cookies but accidentally dropped one of the wrappers on the floor. A teacher picked it up, reported my nephew, and presented the wrapper to the principal. The principal concluded that my nephew had brought in wrappers featuring offensive language, prompting him to inform the parents that they needed to more closely monitor what he brought to school, as the wrapper was considered inappropriate. He insisted on issuing the suspension and dismissed the explanation that the wrapper merely indicated cookies from a Belgian region called Asse.
What exactly went wrong in this situation? Are we expected to remove the packaging from all cookies simply because their names may sound odd? Was the suspension truly warranted when a simple conversation could have resolved the issue? I find myself quite perplexed by this.
Hi, I'm a 15 y/o in a regular school, my parents want to get a court order for control until I'm 21. I'm not as bad as most autistic people. I'm inclined to believe the aforementioned court order is a real thing as I've seen posts from British subreddits mentioning carers. I recently went to Spain with my school and there was only one problem: I went to the bathroom in our hostel and the others left without me, however, I used my initiative and phoned our trip emergency number and got picked up. In school, I get along fine and in exams I only have Extra Time and word processor privileges. When I'm 18 I plan to move to England and get a job in Software Engineering and I feel like this would definitely interfere. I could apply when 21 but I want an apprenticeship at the same company. I am mostly responsible. Can i do anything?
I caught my son using a search engine called start page to watch, you can guess what he was watching.
The way start page works is that it creates a new tab that uses a VPN and it disguises it in the search history as some random string of characters after the startpage.com part.
I thought I should let you all know about this.
There was this guy at my school who was a senior and was about to graduate. He was 18 and was going to propose to his girlfriend when she’d turned 18. But now she’s alone because the school nurse refused to give him his medication for his asthma he was able to sign himself out, he started to walk home, then had a heart attack due to lack of oxygen, and collapsed unconscious and was there for like 20-30 mins until someone found him.
I hate my life. I am more focused on trying not to get sent out every lesson than actually revising. If you cant repeat anything the teacher says every time you just get sent out for wasting time. IM NOT S FUCKING MACHINE BFO FUCK OFF
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You guys saying that 30 minute detentions are not that long is wild. You guys get 1 detention for like shouting or screaming in the corridor. If you say one word in the corridor you get a detention. If you look rebellious you get a detention. If the teacher targets you in lesson you will probably get a detention. We do 6 quizzes a week and have 6 homework’s a week. If you fail either 2 of these you get compulsory homework club which finishes at 5:30pm and its for a week. You can get a homework detention for missing 1 question. Also I just realised this post got views lol I will probably get isolation if a teacher saw this and knows who I am.
I (23 F) have extremely controlling parents who believe religiously in patriarchy and that they need to control me until I’m passed off in marriage to a man. I have gone no contact and they’ve attempted to track and stalk me many times. I now know they are reading my texts messages because they know exactly what I text people. And not people who would tell them, they know about texts to people they don’t know. I’ve changed my Apple ID, passwords, etc. but they still are seeing them. How can I prevent this? When I was a kid they monitored my texts using a parental control app called bark, could they still be monitoring my texts this way? I have my own phone plan, my own phone and a new number but my Apple ID is the same. I have changed the password though. Please help! Is there somewhere I could go to get my phone checked for spyware?
I’m 16 and my parents literally don’t let me go anywhere. I’m not even doing anything bad, they’re just super paranoid about everything. If I do go somewhere during the day, they blow up my phone, track me, sometimes even drive around to check on me, call other people’s parents, and try to meet everyone. It’s just… extra.
Meanwhile all my friends can actually go out, hang out, stay out late sometimes, and just be normal teenagers. My friends are starting to stop inviting me places because they already know how my parents are. It’s not my grades or behavior or anything like that, it’s just them.
I feel like I’m missing out on everything and it’s starting to mess with me mentally. You only get to be a teenager once, and I’m stuck in the house all the time. I don’t even want to “grow up fast,” I just want basic freedom like everyone else my age.
And yeah, I get safety matters, but forcing me to have them meet every parent just to hang out is crazy to me. None of my friends’ parents do all that. It just makes me feel lame and isolated.
Has anyone else dealt with this? What did you do?
Hi, I'm Kelly, a journalist. I'm writing a feature about parental-monitoring apps: Bark, Aura, Qustodio, Family Link, Life360, and similar. For credibility--my profile links to my published work. I'm particularly interested in hearing from those who have been surveilled (whether in the past, or ongoing) since this is so rarely covered, but I'd love to hear from anyone wishing to share their thoughts.
If you've ever been monitored using these apps, I'd love a ~30 minute interview, by phone, video, or whatever's easiest. Anonymity is always an option, and if you are under 18 I would need a quick email approval from your parents unless it is unsafe to do so--we could decide what works for you.
Some specific things I'm trying to understand:
-How you found out the app was there
-What it actually did (and didn't do)
-What you did about it (workarounds, conversations, anything)
-How it affected things between you and your family
If you're willing, please comment below or DM me.
Thanks!
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17M, living with parents. I got my 2nd bank account earlier this week to use as a dedicated savings account (monzo) my parents opened the letter containing the card and proceeded to take the card and hide it and are refusing to hand it over or disclose where it is. Is there anything I can do about it?
(This post might end up being taken down if the logical arguement also fails because my mother believes that a slice of cheese constitutes enough carbs for a meal)