To be honest you almost hit the nail right on the head with my dad. My Dad does have some problems with depression himself. He was raised in an abusive environment from the time he was about 8-14. His mother married an abusive man who beat her and him up for any reason he could. My father ran away and was put into a group home until he was 17. He never got professional help him with his feelings and from time to time I hear him regretting not doing so.. which makes me wonder why he won't get me help if he regrets not getting help for himself.

Also my social worker is no longer in our lives. She closed the case thinking that there were no more problems. Everything was glossed over by my Dad and I never thought to tell her much.

About my mother I'm almost certain it's her. I was going good in my alternative school for kids with bad attendance and never missed a day until I learned she was talking about me and I just back tracked and since then (three weeks) I've skipped a few days of school simply because I didn't feel like going anymore. If it's not her, then I don't know what it is because her actions have been the worst I have ever received. I didn't get much into detail about her.. in this I just wanted to to be short and to the point.

She exposed me to many sexual things at a young age and one of the kids that used to beat me also molested me as well as a one of my cousins. Both of them girls, both of them, one year younger than I. I told my mom right away when the girl that beat me did it, as soon as I left that room I told her and she just locked me back in that room again claiming I was just dreaming. My dad is also aware of this happening.. but I only told him this past winter and it happened when I was seven.

Maybe this ^^ is the deeper you were talking about.. Though it doesn't hurt me as much as it did before I told my Dad. Right now it's the fact that my condition is being ignored that hurts the most.