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AppealToReason
March 28th, 2011, 12:36 AM
I stopped smoking. I stopped cutting. I started to focus on my little aquarium by my bed to relax and it really helped. My dogs kept me calm. Things haven't been great, but I've been managing. Last week, my grandpa tells me to get rid of my tank. He thinks it's too much of a distraction for me. I told him I needed it since it kept me calm. He didn't give a fuck. I've put in months of work in this tank and he wants me to just sell it all.
Next, he decides to tell his friend to pick up one of my dogs while I was at school without telling me because dog food is "too expensive" and he is tired of having to pay for it.
Finally, he tells me I can't get a job to pay for myself because I need to stay home and take care of things while he visits friends every afternoon instead of helping out around the house. I can't even sleep normally anymore (I've always had problems sleeping, but I was able to fall asleep at around 12. I've been going to sleep at around 3-4 again since this shit started).
Fuck it, I got a cigarette in one hand and sleeping pills next to my bed. Going back to the old ways...

Spook
March 28th, 2011, 10:13 AM
I know, its really hard to lose pets, and I can understand why, by giving up your only distraction, that you have spiraled back down. I really have never recommended this to anyone...but I suggest that you take your pets, get back your dog, and stay with a friend for a little while. It really doesn't seem like your grandfather cares very much for your needs, and that is not a healthy environment to live in. I wish you the best, ~Caitlin

Alexithymia
March 28th, 2011, 05:42 PM
You're grandfather isn't good for you at all. He needs to realize that you NEED that tank and you NEED those dogs. He shouldn't give a fuck about money when your psychological state is being discussed. He either needs to realize how to become a better parent or you need to go somewhere else for a while.