I'm 15 years old, turning 16 very soon, and I think my parents are emotionally abusive. Specifically my mother. For the past 3 years I haven't been able to leave the house save from attending school because she would never want to drive me anywhere, and she wouldn't let me walk myself either. I ended up spending all my time online, making internet friends, and so on, to have some socialization. I did go out sometimes when my dad was home to drive me (he works 24/7) but that was merely 5 times a YEAR. This lack of interaction with people ended up being the main reason I have social anxiety, and I also ended up having severe depression. Every day is a chore for me, I go to sleep hoping to not wake up, and I wake up disappointed that I'm alive. I've contemplated killing myself many, many times, but I never decide to go through with it because I love my sister too much to leave her.
My mother is manipulative sometimes, I don't think she realizes it though. She will yell at me every day, we fight a lot and it always ends in tears. However, I'm always the one feeling guilty at the end because she turns it around on me and says I'm the bad daughter, that I'm the one in the wrong. Most of this stems from moments where I try to talk to her about my depression and anxiety, and how I want to seek help. It actually got so bad that the day of my last final exam, I had a severe panic attack after my mom yelled at me, and I was in tears for the next few hours, and I couldn't bring myself to take the exam, which led me to fail the course. I've never failed anything before, I've always been a student getting 95+ on my tests, and my average was 98 earlier this year, before my disorders got worse. However, when I did get these high marks, my mom would never praise me, she wouldn't say 'good job', instead she would ask me why I'm short a few marks. It made me feel bad, like I was never good enough. Then my own thoughts became distorted and while taking tests I would be thinking "what if I don't do well? what if she yells at me again?" I remember getting a 68 on a test in grade 8, one that I honestly got the highest mark on because it was so hard, and crying for hours because I was scared she would call me a failure and possibly physically hurt me. She's never actually hit me though, not that I recall.
Her actual manipulative behaviour comes in when I talk to her about my feelings. I've been open to her, about how much my anxiety affects me and how bad my depression is. Instead of being there to support me, she says "it's your fault" and blames it all on me. When I tell her how she makes me feel, she starts getting angry and talking about how I am the reason we don't have any money, because we are moving soon since I couldn't bear to live here any more (racism problems at school, etc.) I'm not forcing them to move, I just asked my dad because of how I feel attending this school. My mom will say my depression and anxiety are extremely hard on her, and I've told her that however hard it is on her, it is 20x harder on me because they are my feelings, and I'm the one who wakes up wishing I was dead. But she won't accept it, she makes me feel horrible, and I've cried myself to sleep countless times. She only looks at me and says "don't be so oversensitive." and she never owns up to her mistakes as a parent, and instead makes me feel like I'm the one in the wrong.
That also applies to my dad, every time I talk to him, instead of helping me, he talks about how hard this is on him. He tells me to not be so sensitive, and acts like my problems don't exist, when I've told him so many times that I need help. I've tried the guidance counselor at my school, but she was rarely in office, and was always too busy for me. So, instead I seek help online but it's really not the same, I still think I should die and at times I really feel guilty because I believe that all of this is my fault since my parents say it so often. I've tried seeking help from my brother who is 2 years younger, because he is more mature than my sister who is 8, but he acts like I don't exist. When he does acknowledge me, it's to tell me I'm useless and that I don't do anything around the house. I only talk to him once or twice a week, and I really feel alone because I have no one to talk to outside of this house, and everyone inside this house makes me feel like a mistake. My entire family is also extremely homophobic and I recently came to terms with the fact that I am either bisexual or pansexual, so I live in constant fear of the fact that I will never be accepted.
I've contemplated running away as well as suicide, but I can't leave my sister behind. She's 8 years old and I want her to have an older sister to guide her amid all of the problems in this house. My parents really care about her though, they're always tending to her, so I'm hoping they will treat her better than they treat me. But still, I've been wanting to run away. I want to tell somebody, I want to live in another household where I will be treated properly and accepted for who I am, but I don't know how. I just want to leave but I can't wait another 2 years until I'm 18, I'm honestly so scared for my mental health if I keep living like this. I want to run away but I have no money and I don't want to cause problems with police, plus I live in such a small area right now that I wouldn't be able to go anywhere. I don't know what the solution is, I just feel like all of my problems are invalid because of what everyone says. I don't know what to do anymore.
My mother is manipulative sometimes, I don't think she realizes it though. She will yell at me every day, we fight a lot and it always ends in tears. However, I'm always the one feeling guilty at the end because she turns it around on me and says I'm the bad daughter, that I'm the one in the wrong. Most of this stems from moments where I try to talk to her about my depression and anxiety, and how I want to seek help. It actually got so bad that the day of my last final exam, I had a severe panic attack after my mom yelled at me, and I was in tears for the next few hours, and I couldn't bring myself to take the exam, which led me to fail the course. I've never failed anything before, I've always been a student getting 95+ on my tests, and my average was 98 earlier this year, before my disorders got worse. However, when I did get these high marks, my mom would never praise me, she wouldn't say 'good job', instead she would ask me why I'm short a few marks. It made me feel bad, like I was never good enough. Then my own thoughts became distorted and while taking tests I would be thinking "what if I don't do well? what if she yells at me again?" I remember getting a 68 on a test in grade 8, one that I honestly got the highest mark on because it was so hard, and crying for hours because I was scared she would call me a failure and possibly physically hurt me. She's never actually hit me though, not that I recall.
Her actual manipulative behaviour comes in when I talk to her about my feelings. I've been open to her, about how much my anxiety affects me and how bad my depression is. Instead of being there to support me, she says "it's your fault" and blames it all on me. When I tell her how she makes me feel, she starts getting angry and talking about how I am the reason we don't have any money, because we are moving soon since I couldn't bear to live here any more (racism problems at school, etc.) I'm not forcing them to move, I just asked my dad because of how I feel attending this school. My mom will say my depression and anxiety are extremely hard on her, and I've told her that however hard it is on her, it is 20x harder on me because they are my feelings, and I'm the one who wakes up wishing I was dead. But she won't accept it, she makes me feel horrible, and I've cried myself to sleep countless times. She only looks at me and says "don't be so oversensitive." and she never owns up to her mistakes as a parent, and instead makes me feel like I'm the one in the wrong.
That also applies to my dad, every time I talk to him, instead of helping me, he talks about how hard this is on him. He tells me to not be so sensitive, and acts like my problems don't exist, when I've told him so many times that I need help. I've tried the guidance counselor at my school, but she was rarely in office, and was always too busy for me. So, instead I seek help online but it's really not the same, I still think I should die and at times I really feel guilty because I believe that all of this is my fault since my parents say it so often. I've tried seeking help from my brother who is 2 years younger, because he is more mature than my sister who is 8, but he acts like I don't exist. When he does acknowledge me, it's to tell me I'm useless and that I don't do anything around the house. I only talk to him once or twice a week, and I really feel alone because I have no one to talk to outside of this house, and everyone inside this house makes me feel like a mistake. My entire family is also extremely homophobic and I recently came to terms with the fact that I am either bisexual or pansexual, so I live in constant fear of the fact that I will never be accepted.
I've contemplated running away as well as suicide, but I can't leave my sister behind. She's 8 years old and I want her to have an older sister to guide her amid all of the problems in this house. My parents really care about her though, they're always tending to her, so I'm hoping they will treat her better than they treat me. But still, I've been wanting to run away. I want to tell somebody, I want to live in another household where I will be treated properly and accepted for who I am, but I don't know how. I just want to leave but I can't wait another 2 years until I'm 18, I'm honestly so scared for my mental health if I keep living like this. I want to run away but I have no money and I don't want to cause problems with police, plus I live in such a small area right now that I wouldn't be able to go anywhere. I don't know what the solution is, I just feel like all of my problems are invalid because of what everyone says. I don't know what to do anymore.
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