Im sixteen years old, and I live with my grandparents. I cant legally live with my mom because when I was younger she abused heroin after her and my father split up. She turned into a punching bag alongside me, with the abuser being our stepdad. My father is very much like me, and I love him to death but I didnt really see him allot until I was around 13. And its still slim. Im living with PTSD alongside my twin sister. Our mentality's are complete opposite, she is depressive as I am aggressive. My hands are basically always injured, because when I lose my restraint on my temper I hit objects that can take the force rather than my guardians. Im 6'1 and I only weigh around 138 - 142 pounds. I have a high metabolism so dont worry, I eat allot. The problems at home are simple, my grandmother and my sister. My sister is like an illogical force of nature. She has to be driven completely by emotion and I by logic, so we get into spouts over the stupidest things allot of the time and she "Pushes my buttons" and shes admitted to doing it on purpose, to a therapist and to my parents aswell. Now playing around with someone who has an aggressive PTSD is not very safe, and they know that. But my grandma does the same thing allot of the time.
All I really want is my independence if Im being completely honest. My grandparents dont know how to handle that, Ill go into town and sometimes with some coaxing I can stay with a friend for a couple of nights. When I come back I recap to them the events that played out, such examples range from good things like : We've finally resolved that whole dispute with ____ and I had a great week chillin' out.
To the more bad things such as : I have allot more drama to mediate in order to keep my group in tact ; I had to find a place for ___ to sleep last night because my friends parents said he couldnt sleep there, so I ended up sleeping in a Garage for a couple hours so he didnt get busted being out past curfew.
On that last situation, I was told that I should have abandoned my friend and have him sleep on a bridge by my grandmother. Just to clarify, this was my best friend.
She told me to let him sleep alone on a bridge at around 2:00 AM so I could be comfy and safe in a house.
I can understand her perspective, but Im an insomniac and dont typically sleep anyway. Not to mention that friends are the most important thing in the world to me.
Growing up I didnt really have any friends, what with me needing to come home everyday so other parents didnt see my bruises. So I didnt have a friend until I was in the 8th grade.
The friend she told me to abandon, was the only one who noticed when last October I went into a mental hospital in nationwide.
And when I got out he was the one who was there for me. Helped me when I cried and talked to me so I could sleep at night.
I couldnt do that. Id walk to the end of the earth for him and back if I needed to.
I cant take my home life, and I thrive off of the independence that my social life brings me. So Ive been considering forcing this lifestyle onto my parents.
I can understand that they want me home sometimes. But when its to the point where when I come home, within 2 days everyones fighting because they cant adjust to my needs
I need to leave.
All I really want is my independence if Im being completely honest. My grandparents dont know how to handle that, Ill go into town and sometimes with some coaxing I can stay with a friend for a couple of nights. When I come back I recap to them the events that played out, such examples range from good things like : We've finally resolved that whole dispute with ____ and I had a great week chillin' out.
To the more bad things such as : I have allot more drama to mediate in order to keep my group in tact ; I had to find a place for ___ to sleep last night because my friends parents said he couldnt sleep there, so I ended up sleeping in a Garage for a couple hours so he didnt get busted being out past curfew.
On that last situation, I was told that I should have abandoned my friend and have him sleep on a bridge by my grandmother. Just to clarify, this was my best friend.
She told me to let him sleep alone on a bridge at around 2:00 AM so I could be comfy and safe in a house.
I can understand her perspective, but Im an insomniac and dont typically sleep anyway. Not to mention that friends are the most important thing in the world to me.
Growing up I didnt really have any friends, what with me needing to come home everyday so other parents didnt see my bruises. So I didnt have a friend until I was in the 8th grade.
The friend she told me to abandon, was the only one who noticed when last October I went into a mental hospital in nationwide.
And when I got out he was the one who was there for me. Helped me when I cried and talked to me so I could sleep at night.
I couldnt do that. Id walk to the end of the earth for him and back if I needed to.
I cant take my home life, and I thrive off of the independence that my social life brings me. So Ive been considering forcing this lifestyle onto my parents.
I can understand that they want me home sometimes. But when its to the point where when I come home, within 2 days everyones fighting because they cant adjust to my needs
I need to leave.
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