Something wrong with me, any input?

Posted by admin on 10/23/2010

Hi,I did the following:

Q&A: Something wrong with me, any input?
My life is out of control, and there’s nothing I can do about it. It’s not in my hands, but my parents. When I speak up for myself, they just put me down even harder and make my life seem even more out of reach. They do not appreciate anything I do.

And the only thing that I can control is my school work, what I eat and … yeah pretty much can’t control anything else.
The things I can’t control?
My friends — “You chose your friends, not family.” Nope. My parents tell me who I should be friends with.
My clothes and hair — “You look like a monster.” Yep. I can only wear what they tell me too, and I can’t even cut my hair how I want to (it’s insanely long)
My bedtime — “It’s 9:30 SLEEP.” I have homework to do late because I was at school doing extracurriculars (play; volleyball; T&F; basketball; musical; choir; orchestra; community service; tutoring…) so I need at least up until 10:30 for all of my homework. I go to a private school too.
My passion — “I’m not paying 40,000 a year for you to go to a elite private school and have a career in acting!” I didn’t have a choice to go to private school, he chose it for me. So now he thinks he has my career planned out.
My future spouse — Yeah he has this one planned too.
My future kids — By 24, I should have my first, 26 my second, no adoptions whatsoever.
“Curfew” — This is normal. But on regular days “3 PM or 6 PM for extra at most” For party days 10 PM. The party for the stage crew and cast starts at 10 PM. Shoot me. Just shoot me.
They do hit me. They abuse me. The think I’m the worst daughter in the world.

I’m surprised I’ve not cut myself yet. Or better, commit suicide.
There are a lot more.

But I’m afraid I’m turning anorexic. I haven’t eaten anything since 1:00 PM 27 hours ago. I swear, I’m hungry, but I can’t eat, I don’t know what’s going on!

UGH and then this kid I’m like in love with forever keeps hanging around with another girl, ughhhh.

People say fmylife when they have like a ton of homework.

But I have legit problems. Social, leadership, eating, personal, family, financial…evertyhing…

My parents can’t even loan me a single penny for lunch out or something. -_____-

HELP ME.
Verbally abusing**
Guess that gave you the wrong idea, hmm?

and I’m 15 by the way. I’ve been ready to move out since I was like 12.

The following is the answer:

Answer by kenneltech
First of all, how old are you? If you are getting close to 18, just grin and bear it until you can get the hell out of there, nothing else I can tell you there.

Secondly, what do you mean by “they abuse me?” I mean, do they REALLY abuse you, or are you exaggerating? Because if they are really abusing you, then you need to get to your school counselor or go to the police, and when social services checks this all out, tell them you don’t want to live there anymore.

When you hit 18, they can’t tell you who to marry or how many kids to have or anything, so don’t worry about that. Just be cool, stay out of their way, and remember, you have the rest of your life to party. But, if they are truly abusing you, get help.

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