I went to my first counseling session today. It wasn't very good. We just talked about school, but my mother was there. I really do not feel comfortable talking, even when it's little things, infront of or to her. Whenever my counselor would ask me a question and I'd answer, my mother had to put her two cents in (which is usually the opposite of what I have to say). Then, on the way home she yelled at me the whole time.
My counselor said that since I don't have the motivation or desire to go to school right now, it would be better if I just dropped this semester (I've already missed almost 2 weeks). My mom just thinks that I'm lazy and quote a "*****."
I hate when she acts like she knows exactly what I'm feeling and thinking. She has know idea what goes on in my life.
I've gotten so good at keeping secrets.