Im 14 and my mom thinks im bubbly and happy all the time. I fake a smile to keep people happy but I cant do it much longer. I want to be in a hospital or a rehab center. How do i say that?
my dad, who is 54, called me like an hour ago, and told me not to tell my mom about this, but that for a few months now hes been dating a 27 year old woman who is also a drunk and whose mother is schizophrenic. his drunk ass told me that he wants to save her lololol and he had the NERVE to tell me that she thinks hes soooo romantic and just ewwwwwwwwwwww why did he have to tell me these things??????? :(
Before you start telling me i should not smoke, hear me out. Ever since i started middle school i feel into a deep depression. I lost over 60 lbs when i stopped eating. I had an alcoholic father who beat my mom before he was forced into rehab. He went 3 times and every time, the very day he got out, he would get piss drunk. I lived with all 4 of my sisters who enjoyed making me angry and cry just for a laugh. I’m not BSing you, they literally went out of their way to make me sad or uncomfortable. My recent friends began leaving me since i was so sad and the did not want to hang out with me, except for my close, personal friends. Around last year my suicidal thoughts were actually taking effect, i put a knife up to my neck every day for 3 days. by the 3rd day i was cutting it a little, but never had enough balls to do the deed. Every day i grew more and more ready to face my death when a pot-head of mine said i should smoke some weed. I thought “well im going to die soon, why not try it” and for the first time in about 3 years i had felt happy. For the next week, little or no sad thoughts came to mind and i started smoking a few times a weed. By the first month of smoking i actually felt happy, so happy that i almost cried because i had not felt like that in so long. It took away my anger management, i talked to my mom, and everything seemed all right. It has been over a month since i had last smoked and i have been under so much stress that i am beginning to have horrid thoughts in my head again. I wanted to tell my mom so she would allow me to smoke in my house so i have more free time to do so. Unfortunately the person she is makes me think i will never be able to. She is a deep-routed christian. She also believes all the propaganda that the government threw out during the ’50s and such. She was one of the main reasons as to why i smoked because all she did was either make me angry or yell at me for no reason. We are currently into a fight because whenever i see her, i instantly get into a bad mood, im not sure why but i just do. My sisters had become extreme Jehovah witnesses. By extreme i mean they don’t even let their kids watch cartoons or be around me. I know they will do anything to keep my from smoking if they found out. I just want to know how i can explain this to my mom, because no matter what she will always to whatever she thinks is right, or whatever her religion thinks is right. I just want to be able to be happy, because these thoughts are creeping back into my head. Yesterday i was so sad my girlfriend did not even want to be with me, and the second i got home my eyes swelled red and a few tears fell but i just sucked up my sadness. Please, i need help.
I’ve lived with my grandma forever because when I was about four my mom (who had me when she was 17) developed a drug addiction. She went to rehab and ended up having another baby with my step-dad when I was 11 years old. I’m told that she tried to get me and my two younger siblings back, but by then my grandma considered herself our mother and refused to let my mom take us. When I was 12 we started visiting my mom every other weekend, and one night she told me that when I was 14 I could legally decide who I wanted to live with. Since then I’ve been dreaming about moving in with my mom. I counted the days until I turned 14, and on my 14th birthday I said I’d say something when I turned 15, and when I was 15 I said 16, and when I was 16 I was going to tell my grandma that I wanted to spend my last year of high school with my mom. That didn’t happen either. Now I’m graduated, not making plans to go to college but not completely dumping the idea, and so ready to get out of my grandma’s house. My younger sister, who also lived with my grandma, recently moved in with our dad. I want to know how to tell my grandma that I want to move out with making her feel like she’s being abandoned.
I don’t get along with my mom…what will the law do about it?
I don’t get along with my mom and I am only 16, BTW. I was wondering, because it’s just me and my mom living here in Australia, would I be able to get my grandma to immigrate based on the facts that I have no where to go and I’m still a minor, or something like that.
What does the law say in these situations?
This is the Question you said you were 16 in and ive read a few more of your questions and maybe you should talk to your “therapist” about this “being pregnant” thing idk you seem kinda wacky…..just weird to me i guess…..
AND ANOTHER…
Hi everybody,
I’m 16 and living in WA, Australia, and I need some cash quickly. I have applied to lots and lots of jobs but none hired me. Do you have any ideas how I could find a job or make money. And also, does anyone know how to get a police traineeship/ apprenticeship?
???
AND YET ANOTHER
pure_white pure_whi…
Kicked out on the streets with no money?
Hi,
I have a dilemma and I don’t know what to do. I’m really scared!
I’m bulimic and I have a fear of candy. I told my mom not to buy candy in the house because I’ll binge on it, but she did and refused to throw them out. We got in a big fight and now she wants me out of the house within the week. This isn’t the first fight we had. It’s about the third one from yesterday to today.
I have no one to go to or any place and I have no money either. I am only sixteen. I tried to get a job but no one would hire me.
What am I supposed to do? My mom was really serious about me moving, so please do not say she was just making it up because she was angry. Because she wasn’t.
Thanks. And please help me!
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Hi everyone
I was just wondering if anyone could help me. I’m in the middle of writing my first book and it’s about a poor girl who’s 16 and she needs money desperately, so she considers prostitution. It is set here in Australia, but I need to know if someone that young can do such a work and under what conditions. I have looked everywhere and I can’t find the info. If I don’t get it then I can’t use correct data in my book.
Please help if you know anything. And thanks heaps.
=) Cheers
This “person” (formally known as pure_white) HAS TO BE INSANE!!!!! I mean who lies this much about there life im sooo confused, she said in several questions ^ she was 16 then said she was a 23 year old married to a 50 year old and pregnant with his child, so i looked in to this curiously, and found an answer she gave that said she was just a mistress, and an answer that fully explained how to get rid of a body, this is just too strange, i mean what do you think?????
ps im writing this in pregnancy to hopefully get some one who saw her last question……..just curious on what you think…oh and you can call me crazy too but at least im the SAME PERSON every time i get on.ty
Hi, this is just a random story i made, its not about me or any1 i know, can u please just gimme ur opinion? its not rlly edited, its just te outline, all advice apriciated!! thx oh and btw, i know that i cant spell :p sorry :)
“Kelsey, right down this way please”
“Sure” I say to the nurse, i am at the doctors office, and i am about to get weighed…. but b4 lemme just tell u a little bit about myself…..
I have always been pudgy. Always, i eat a lot, way way way to much. I binge.. alot.
When i was about 10, i stole a lot of food from the kitchen, i even remember what the food was.
i stole 3 bags gof chips, a tub of ice cream, a bag of my fave. chocolates, and some sour cream and chocolate sauce… mmm. Well i read online that i was apparently “too thin”…. little did i know that it was an unreliable website trying to comfort overweight people, i was really 10 lbs overweight. well i decided that the website was right, i was 10 lbs UNDER weight.. so i ate. and ate. and ate.
after my mom when to bed that night, i had a huge binge, again, before i did this, i was 4”5 and i weight 89 lbs, then after about 2 days of solid binging (summer break) i was 4”5 and 97 lbs…
i kept binging, for about 2 weeks, and i gained 15 lbs, i looked in te mirror, and put on my smallest jeans (kids size 14) and te poppe. iterally, the button came right off, i pot on my biggest t shirt, and riiiiiiipppp, i thought “uh-huh’ nad i looked into the mirror, and saw an ugly fat girl. i had a pot belly, POT BELLY, i looked like a pig. i had a pot belly, i weighed 113 lbs! i was obese, so my mom took be to the doctor, it’s been 3 yrs of binging since then… i think this is going to end bad.
Ok, back to the present.
I was 5”0 ft tall, and
“149″
“WHAT”
“Sorry, ma’am, please go see dr. shaman down te hall.”
“ok”
I walk down the hall, tihnking about the last 3 yrs of constantley eating, buying bigger sizes… i’m a kids t-shirt size xxxl, and a juniors pant size 10, crap.
I look up, on the door in big gold letters in says”Weight Help Center”
oh crapppp.
I look it, a nurse is in there, she say “Hello, can i help u?”
“Um… ya i’m looking 4 r. shaman, is he in?”
“Mhh hmmm, just 1 moment please.”
“Thanks.”
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TO BE CONTINUED
look 4 more and tell me ur thoughts, im gonna write a yahoo answers series!
thanks in advance!
Ok, here is a similar story… redone :) thanks for the advice so far!
I step on to the scale… as i’m waiting for the overly friendly nurse to tinker with the scale, i prey
“Hey G-d, yeah hi, please let me have somehow lost weight while i was eating chocolate this year! Amen.”
“147″ the nurse says, with WAY to much pep.
“You’re kidding, right?”
“Um…. no, please go down the hall, the doctor will be with you shortly.”
“Um…. ok. thanks.”
As i walk down the hall, i feel like a hippo, how did this happen to me? I don’t eat that much…. well even i know that’s a lie, i thoguh my growing 3 inches would kinda help me balance out… i guess i was wrong. well, now I have to lose weight…. this is going to suck.
I walk down the hall way, finally there is an office, I walk in, and i think how lucky i am to be able to go to the doctor by myself, what would my mom do now??
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To be continued! Thanx in advance, writing more soon i’m running out of space!!
Ok, this is the story CONTINUED:
I walk in and sit down. My mom dropped me here about 25 minutes ago, how am i going to break it to here that i am a 147 pound cow? Oh, what to o, what to do.
Another peppy nurse walks in
“Hi. are you kelsey? Dr. Johnson can see you now.”
“Ok, do i just go down through there?”
She nods.
“Uh huh, 3r door on the right.”
Wow, this doctor’s place it big, maybe in hope that as we walk we’ll some how burn calories? wow, i’m getting lame.
Anyways, i get there, and a sour man in in the room, but then he see’s me and has a wicked grin on his face
“Hi, you must be kelsey, the 150 one? Huh? Ouch, that will take months to work off, how will you get through summer in long pants and long sleeves? ”
Omg, this is not happening i think, this guy is evil!!
“Ok, so how di you pack on 50 lbs in 4 months? What, did you just forget to breath, how much did you eat? you know that’s over 160000 callories, you had! didn’t you notice what was happening to your body?”
Danm.
I told a friend that I found alcohol bottles and my mom used to / has an alcoholism problem and I suspected a while ago that she did drugs. My friend reported it. Today, she got a call from a rehab center saying that, if she complies to a blood and drug test, they will give her a copy of the report and tell her who “anonymously” reported her to the rehab center. I guess my mom doesn’t have a problem after all because she laughed and decided to take the test (tomorrow) to see who reported her. I’m so scared; she’s going to be so mad at me– unbelievably mad at me– and there’s no way she would understand.
Will they REALLY tell her who reported her and give her a copy of what was said, or are the rehab people just telling her that to persuade her into it?
If you know, how do you know this? I just want to be sure…
poor memory loss..when i was younger ..aggression.my mom use to drink and when she came home with me..she told me she would give me teaspoon of beer to help me sleep..and when i was 2 her and my dad would get across the room and let me walk to both of them for a drink to help me practice walking and i remember once when i was 6 my mom let me have a whole beer to drink.
My mom has a drinking problem and she has for a while.
She has been married 5 times and divorced 5 times and they have failed because she screams and hits whoever she’s with when she’s drunk.
Sometimes she drives me to my bus stop drunk and if i warn her the previous night to watch her drinking she gets furious and tells me to f*ck off, which should give you a hint at how stubborn she is.
Anyway at all you think I could ease this in? I’m out of ideas and it’s already been on too long.
My stepson took 4x his sleeping medication last night and was stumbling around, basically “wasted”. During this time he mentioned that he had been smoking pot at his girlfriend’s house. When asked if the parents knew, he said yes. When asked if the girlfriend was smoking pot, he said he didn’t have permission to tell us. (This is how far gone he was.) Of course now in the light of day he tells us that this is all untrue. He was so out of it, I actually videotaped this conversation.
My question is:
How do I call these parents? What do I say? I don’t feel like I can let my stepson go over there without dealing with this. (He spends A LOT of time there.)
Thanks for any advice. A bit of background – he came to live with us from a rehab school that his mother had sent him to so I do know that he has a history of drug/alcohol abuse.
What would you do?
Thanks -
Sick of it Stepmom – Woodinville, WA
My daughter is only 18 months old and I dont trust my boyfriend’s mother or her boyfriend. My boyfriend’s mother is really a sad case. Sometimes I see alot of issues with my boyfriend because of his mother, but thats another story. The problem is that his mother has a new boyfriend that she met on her job as a waitress and he is a waiter at the same place. This man looks like he like woman and men. This woman was sleeping with this guy and he gave her Hepatitis C. It almost cost her life and she still stayed with this nasty guy. He lied and said he was tested and didnt have it and would take care of her. My boyfriends sister says this guy would hang at a bustop and tries to talk to women and even tried to talk to her in the past. This guy has no car and the grandmother does’nt have one as well. My boyfriend sister said that she use to have to watch this guy around her daughter because he would be having his shirt off with her two year old on his belly. This guy would also kiss the little girl on the lips and wont her to nap with him in the grandmothers room. My boyfriend sister lived with her mother and got in a big fight because of how the grandmothers boyfriend was acting with the child. Also in the past I found out my boyfriend sister was raped by her mothers past boyfriend when she was just 11 years old. The Grandmother blamed her daughter for it and choose the boyfriend over her own duaghter. The grandmother and the daughter have always had a poor realationship because of what happend. That day the grandmother let her boyfriend call her all kind of bad names and kick her out with her child. There was also a time my boyfriend had to pick up his mother and loser boyfriend from a bad drug area on Thanksgiving. I did not know she smoked weed but that night is was clear. Im really not sure what she smoke because the way she was acting was very hard to tell if it could be crack. I dont wont my baby around them losers period. The grandmother called and said that she was coming to get the baby and I had to make up a lie so that she couldnt. Im really tired of being fake with this woman and cant understand how a 42 year old woman can be so low life and trashy. How can I tell her in a nice way I dont wont my child alone with them? What would you do if you was me?
My daughter is only 18 months old and I dont trust my boyfriend’s mother or her boyfriend. My boyfriend’s mother is really a sad case. Sometimes I see alot of issues with my boyfriend because of his mother, but thats another story. The problem is that his mother has a new boyfriend that she met on her job as a waitress and he is a waiter at the same place. This man looks like he like woman and men. This woman was sleeping with this guy and he gave her Hepatitis C. It almost cost her life and she still stayed with this nasty guy. He lied and said he was tested and didnt have it and would take care of her. My boyfriends sister says this guy would hang at a bustop and tries to talk to women and even tried to talk to her in the past. This guy has no car and the grandmother does’nt have one as well. My boyfriend sister said that she use to have to watch this guy around her daughter because he would be having his shirt off with her two year old on his belly. This guy would also kiss the little girl on the lips and wont her to nap with him in the grandmothers room. My boyfriend sister lived with her mother and got in a big fight because of how the grandmothers boyfriend was acting with the child. Also in the past I found out my boyfriend sister was raped by her mothers past boyfriend when she was just 11 years old. The Grandmother blamed her daughter for it and choose the boyfriend over her own duaghter. The grandmother and the daughter have always had a poor realationship because of what happend. That day the grandmother let her boyfriend call her all kind of bad names and kick her out with her child. There was also a time my boyfriend had to pick up his mother and loser boyfriend from a bad drug area on Thanksgiving. I did not know she smoked weed but that night is was clear. Im really not sure what she smoke because the way she was acting was very hard to tell if it could be crack. I dont wont my baby around them losers period. The grandmother called and said that she was coming to get the baby and I had to make up a lie so that she couldnt. Im really tired of being fake with this woman and cant understand how a 42 year old woman can be so low life and trashy. How can I tell her in a nice way I dont wont my child alone with them? What would you do if you was me?
I started playing an online game 6 years ago. Within playing the game the first two months, I encountered the most arrogant, know it all pissant of a man! He was rude, he made me feel stupid in the chatroom, he made fun of me, and was generally unpleasant to be around. Months passed where we would annoy and poke at each other.
After a few months, and a few wars, it became clear to me why I disliked him so much. It was because I was attracted to him. After two to three years, we grew to become friends and get to know eachother via conversations shared almost everyday. We began to look forward to our conversations – bringing with us tales of our day, teasing and especially good wishes. What grew to be like, became a lasting love. And for the past two years we have looked at each other with very different eyes. But there’s one problem.
When he visited me, I introduced him as a friend to my mother. When pressed, I told her I had met him through school. It was the only thing I could think of at the time that would let her accept him. She already thought I was addicted to the internet – when in truth, the internet had provided me with so many friends! Including the man I know is the one for me.
Lately, he and I have been discussing how much longer we can realistically keep the truth from my family. His family knows, and that is hard enough to admit to my mother and sisters. There is just so much that they’ve pressed into me that is wrong in my eyes. I wasn’t allowed to date in high school, they constantly joke about never being aunts and grandmother, boys are stupid and men are dumb. Yet I know they need to know that I met him online, if I am every going to be able to bring my family into the life I want to build with him.
My fears? They will disown me, throw me out, never speak to me again, hate me forever, prevent me from contacting him. Break my heart a thousand times over.
So my question is this. Parents, grandparents, anybody: If I’ve been lying to my mother about my one true love for years, if I’ve hidden the fact I met him online, that I want to be with him the rest of my life, and that he isn’t going anywhere…..how do I tell her? How do I tell her without destroying everything I’ve lied to protect?
I am 22 and he is 27 (this year)
How can i tell my mom that I’m not addicted to coffee,and stop trying to control every opinion i make and making a big deal over everything?
How can i tell my mom that I’m not addicted to coffee,and stop trying to control every opinion i make and making a big deal over everything?
Thanks for the great answers!!
thas has been adopted, where his biological family was if he was the product of a rape?
me personally i do not know what I would tell them.
however like i stated in a previous post that I answered…I was adopted, my birth mother was talked out of aborting me but she was a crack addict and did nothing but run around..she smoked while she was pregnant (probably more than just cigarettes) but i was full term and only 4 lbs.
ALL ANSWERS APPRECIATED! :)
In case you were wondering what this had to do with R&S I know some people don’t believe in it because they are Christians/Catholic etc. I do not know what relgion I am, still looking but the fact that i don’t like abortion is merely just me
Taryn your answer rocks!
Wonderful and Fearfuly made, its not a matter of him accepting his parents..but a matter of curiosity..i wanted to know about my family..but i dont accept my birth mother, however i am thankful i was given up..actually i was taken away by the state because she wasn’t taking care of me and i had scabies.
Juggling Frogs….thats a great answer too!
ive been living with my boyfriend for a year and a half now without paying any bills and his mother also lives with him and she has been a drug addict for almost 20 years.I am currently going through with buying a house and want my boyfriend to live with me but i dont want his mom in my home using drugs and bringing it around like she does now..how do i tell my boyfriend its either her get help or i dont want her at my house in a “good” way were he wont be offended.???
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