I have family. But I live in an abusive household. My sibling is abusive, bad attitude, says whatever she wants to with no regards to people's feelings at all.
My parents always think I'm a hypochondriac and shelter me entirely too much. I'm 17, with a 9pm curfew.
I dumped my boyfriend over a year ago and still have feelings for him. I dumped him because he got too close and I just shattered. I hate it so much. It kills me how unstable I am sometimes. Yet, how would I go about telling that to my parents?
I told them I had depression when I was 14 and trying to get the courage to kill myself because I was so depressed. I told them while I was 16. My sibling has anger issues, they're thinking about getting her counselling. Why can't I get counselling? How come people never want to help others until it starts messing/bothering them and their agendas.
She may be angry, but what about my life. I'm 17, sure, still a teenager, right? I don't have the mind of one and I feel my age should have nothing on my feelings.
I just feel like I can't take this anymore. I have a job, but I could never make enough money working there to support myself at all. My job is the good thing in my life, besides my friends, who I don't hang out after school. I just feel like I'm not even here, sometimes. I hate not being able to be touched. I told my parent how my teacher asked me about and my mom told me to stop acting like a rape victim.

I don't want to spiral downwards until I feel like I need to kill myself. I don't want to be that way ever again. It's hurting me so much to just sit here and take it while everyone around me is able to enjoy the intimate sharing of the flesh, sex or not. I'm just tired of feeling alone. Tired of having my feelings invalidated.