iamlauren
April 25th, 2011, 08:26 PM
Life is at its lowest point for me right now.
See, I don't exactly cut. I scratch my skin and scratch off the scabs. I only do it on my legs and I never wear shorts so most people don't know. But my parents consider it cutting. They think I'm mental, and I'll explain why later. They think i have OCD, depression, anxiety, and self harm issues. Truthfully, I'm perfectly normal but its my parents who are making my life living hell.
In March I wrote a journal/diary. Well, actually, I typed it. Three pages every night. I also had a secret email account I had made so that I could email my friends without my parents reading my email. (Yes, I'm in eighth grade and they do that.) Also, I am gay, but of course my parents had no idea. then one day my parents somehow got my password and read all of my emails and read my entire journal. Before they read it, they were really mean to me. Now they just hate me and I hate them too. They make me see a therapist regularly and plan to send me to an inpatient facility. They also hate that I am gay. They don't understand that I am not depressed or anything. I am perfectly normal, except for the part that I reallllly love Sarah. But that doesn't make me crazy. They invaded my privacy and I think they are emotionally abusing me.
Everyone at school thinks that I love going to school because i am weird and love school. The real reason I like school is for two reasons. One: I'm not at home. Two: I get to see Sarah.
What do I do to make my parents see that I am not mental? The scratching is just a bad habit, I can stop; I am almost healed. I don't want them to send me away. Then I'll never see Sarah again.
See, I don't exactly cut. I scratch my skin and scratch off the scabs. I only do it on my legs and I never wear shorts so most people don't know. But my parents consider it cutting. They think I'm mental, and I'll explain why later. They think i have OCD, depression, anxiety, and self harm issues. Truthfully, I'm perfectly normal but its my parents who are making my life living hell.
In March I wrote a journal/diary. Well, actually, I typed it. Three pages every night. I also had a secret email account I had made so that I could email my friends without my parents reading my email. (Yes, I'm in eighth grade and they do that.) Also, I am gay, but of course my parents had no idea. then one day my parents somehow got my password and read all of my emails and read my entire journal. Before they read it, they were really mean to me. Now they just hate me and I hate them too. They make me see a therapist regularly and plan to send me to an inpatient facility. They also hate that I am gay. They don't understand that I am not depressed or anything. I am perfectly normal, except for the part that I reallllly love Sarah. But that doesn't make me crazy. They invaded my privacy and I think they are emotionally abusing me.
Everyone at school thinks that I love going to school because i am weird and love school. The real reason I like school is for two reasons. One: I'm not at home. Two: I get to see Sarah.
What do I do to make my parents see that I am not mental? The scratching is just a bad habit, I can stop; I am almost healed. I don't want them to send me away. Then I'll never see Sarah again.