Okay, so as not to bore any of you, I shall keep this short.
A lot of things have been going on lately;
- mum found out about self-harm
- social services got involved (college referred me)
- I had pretty much everything taken off me - phone, house key, clothes, chest of drawers, wardrobe, possessions etc
- My bedroom door was taken off it's hinges
That's a few of the things that have happened within the past month.
I have also been emotionally abused (and physically at times) by my mum, her 'friend' (i.e. he is cheating on his wife with her) and my sister. Her 'friend' is quite violent and harsh, for want of a better word.
Then, lately, I've been doing badly at college due to the past being brought up and feeling more and more depressed (and, sorry, suicidal) - I'd only recently finished therapy against my will.
I'd been talking to my director of studies at college, and had told him I was feeling low. He found out from some of my teachers that I looked sad and upset and 'not myself' in lessons.
He rang my mum on Tuesday night to tell her that somebody had rang him telling him I was feeling suicidal. I don't know who that person was...
As was to be expected, mum hit the roof. She got her 'friend' to come round and stand in the doorway, which believe me, is really intimidating, while mum asked me, no, demanded, if I'd been telling people at college I was suicidal.
I lied. Mainly because both he and her scared the ***** out of me. My mum didn't ask in a 'nice' way. She pretty much shouted, and you could clearly tell she was angry. Her 'friend' then started saying how I was stupid, pathetic, that I needed to grow up, that everyone feels low at some point and I should just get over it and stop complaining. He also said I should be sectioned because I was lying and saying these things for attention and sympathy. He also said I would never commit suicide because I didn't have the bottle, and that if I really felt suicidal, I should do it properly and actually go through with it fully and permanently other than just threaten it. That really hurt. Like, really really hurt. I cried. A lot.
I found out this evening that my sister has now got her phone back (hers was taken off her because she was overspending on it) and that I've still got jack *****, I keep my clothes in boxes, I have no possessions other than the essentials, I have no furniture in my room, I have no phone, no bedroom door, or freedom.
This has upset me so much - why is my mum so angry? Why does she feel the need to threaten that I will get kicked out of college, that I'll never get anywhere in life, and that she will get me sectioned? Why does she punish me because I'm going through a hard time and she won't listen to me?
Ugh this is all just so upsetting and soul destroying. I just don't understand what I've done wrong.





Sorry, that got a bit long. I'm not sure what to expect from this - maybe just some guidance/advice?