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I dont usually have any downer posts to make, but I do today. I'm 23, and my family kicked me out of our house when I was 19. My parents would seem to be great people when you meet them - sweet, funny, and intelligent. And they are, sometimes. But they can be cruel and a little sadistic too. We have a big family, five children. When I was a teenager, I was expected to take care of the young children in the family. I had to diaper, feed and bathe them, as well as taking care of my schoolwork. When I became severely depersonalized at the age of 18, I could barely get up off of our couch for most of the day. I tried to explain to my father that I couldnt....you would figure that after 18 years, he would know me pretty well. But he told me that if I had my way, I would lie around until I'm 40. I dont think he ever figured out that I'm not lazy - or else he says these things because he doesnt care how people feel when he says them. I was kicked out of our house at the end of the summer, after I was officially diagnosed. I moved to a group home first, which was pretty scary. I was allowed to visit home once a week. My parents wanted me to move into the schizophrenics home next door, since you could only be at the group home a year before having to leave. This home next door had tiny 5 foot by 5 foot rooms where the schizophrenics could throw a mattress down. It stank of smoke, and it had a rodent problem. Once again, either my parents are sadistic, or they just dont care. I had an academic scholarship to my local university, so I took that instead. Most parents are happy when a child goes to university, but not my parents. They werent very happy that I didnt take their advice. I went to school there for a year and a half, only being allowed to visit home once a week for 4 hours. Boy was I lonely.
I finally moved to Pittsburgh for a research study being done at the university. I worked in a pharmacy and started taking classes. I found alot of friends and moved into a house, still taking classes. My physical health went bad this year, but besides that, its okay. But every once in a while, these family problems crop up. My older sister, who is a nun, is coming back to my family's home for 2 weeks starting today. My parents never, ever let me come home for the two weeks. They cite reasons like I'm opinonated, I might bring up the way they've treated me, I might get angry - and these are all possiblities. But it isnt my fault that they've done these things, and in my opinion, being angry about it is good. This visit, however, I'm in classes, and I can only come in for the two weekends. My dad said great, you can come in for the two weekends. I spoke to my mom last night, and she said she was sorry, but they were going to be gone with Chrissy this weekend and visiting my grandmother on sunday. Well, I said, cant I go with you guys to visit grandma? If you dont want me along, why cant I just come home? No, this is their personal time with Chrissy. She's going to home for 14 days! Thats your personal time, Mom! Cant you guys schedule the trip for the week? No. I told her that I'm tired of being handled like a second class son, and being quarantined into tiny, tiny time slots with my sister or my family. She used the line she always uses - Why am I full of so much hate? I should go to see a psychologist. Well, I told her that the I dont hate her, just the way she treats me. She then said that if I dont have a better attitude, I'm not coming home at all. I told her that her and dad both need counseling, and that did it. She isnt letting me home at all, and she hung up.
I dont know how to approach this. I sent an email to my sister explaining the situation. I dont want to act like a victim. I'm lonely, sick, and I dont know who to turn to. Someone I know said that the best way to get someone to do something is to shame them into doing it. Maybe I should have somebody talk to them. I just dont know who. Sorry for such a downer post, but I'm at my wits end. Thanks guys.
Peace
Homeskooled
I dont usually have any downer posts to make, but I do today. I'm 23, and my family kicked me out of our house when I was 19. My parents would seem to be great people when you meet them - sweet, funny, and intelligent. And they are, sometimes. But they can be cruel and a little sadistic too. We have a big family, five children. When I was a teenager, I was expected to take care of the young children in the family. I had to diaper, feed and bathe them, as well as taking care of my schoolwork. When I became severely depersonalized at the age of 18, I could barely get up off of our couch for most of the day. I tried to explain to my father that I couldnt....you would figure that after 18 years, he would know me pretty well. But he told me that if I had my way, I would lie around until I'm 40. I dont think he ever figured out that I'm not lazy - or else he says these things because he doesnt care how people feel when he says them. I was kicked out of our house at the end of the summer, after I was officially diagnosed. I moved to a group home first, which was pretty scary. I was allowed to visit home once a week. My parents wanted me to move into the schizophrenics home next door, since you could only be at the group home a year before having to leave. This home next door had tiny 5 foot by 5 foot rooms where the schizophrenics could throw a mattress down. It stank of smoke, and it had a rodent problem. Once again, either my parents are sadistic, or they just dont care. I had an academic scholarship to my local university, so I took that instead. Most parents are happy when a child goes to university, but not my parents. They werent very happy that I didnt take their advice. I went to school there for a year and a half, only being allowed to visit home once a week for 4 hours. Boy was I lonely.
I finally moved to Pittsburgh for a research study being done at the university. I worked in a pharmacy and started taking classes. I found alot of friends and moved into a house, still taking classes. My physical health went bad this year, but besides that, its okay. But every once in a while, these family problems crop up. My older sister, who is a nun, is coming back to my family's home for 2 weeks starting today. My parents never, ever let me come home for the two weeks. They cite reasons like I'm opinonated, I might bring up the way they've treated me, I might get angry - and these are all possiblities. But it isnt my fault that they've done these things, and in my opinion, being angry about it is good. This visit, however, I'm in classes, and I can only come in for the two weekends. My dad said great, you can come in for the two weekends. I spoke to my mom last night, and she said she was sorry, but they were going to be gone with Chrissy this weekend and visiting my grandmother on sunday. Well, I said, cant I go with you guys to visit grandma? If you dont want me along, why cant I just come home? No, this is their personal time with Chrissy. She's going to home for 14 days! Thats your personal time, Mom! Cant you guys schedule the trip for the week? No. I told her that I'm tired of being handled like a second class son, and being quarantined into tiny, tiny time slots with my sister or my family. She used the line she always uses - Why am I full of so much hate? I should go to see a psychologist. Well, I told her that the I dont hate her, just the way she treats me. She then said that if I dont have a better attitude, I'm not coming home at all. I told her that her and dad both need counseling, and that did it. She isnt letting me home at all, and she hung up.
I dont know how to approach this. I sent an email to my sister explaining the situation. I dont want to act like a victim. I'm lonely, sick, and I dont know who to turn to. Someone I know said that the best way to get someone to do something is to shame them into doing it. Maybe I should have somebody talk to them. I just dont know who. Sorry for such a downer post, but I'm at my wits end. Thanks guys.
Peace
Homeskooled