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So today my mom comes home from work and the first thing she says to me is "i found your razors" she doesnt say "hi" or "how was your day" nooo its "i found your razors" Then she proceeds to tell me that i better not put her in any situation. AHH!!! She doesnt care about me all she cares about is herself and what others might think if they found out. There wouldnt be a situation if she would take me to a F-ing therapist. Im sorry for rambling on.
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Max,
I'm sorry that your mother is like that. Mine didn't see any reason to let me have help either, and I've been paying for it for my whole life. I'm working on it now. There are reasons why we resort to cutting, and just telling you to stop is not the answer. But you know that, don't you? I hope you talk to someone - a school counselor is a good choice, and tell them that you need therapy and need some help getting it. Assuming, of course, that you have asked your parents to let you go to therapy. Parents do feel threatened by problems like this, because they tend to feel blamed for it (by themselves if nobody else), and it's easier to convince themselves that the problem ought to go away, or it isn't really that bad, than it is to admit that something is wrong and something needs to change. I sure hope that you can get them to listen, and that you can get some help.
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<font color="green">My mother took me to get help when I was 13. We went in to the doctor and with me sitting next to her(pretending to read a book) she told him everything that I had ever done that she was not happy about. She had not one positive thing to say in 45 minutes of monologue. When she finally ran out of breath, the doctor looked at me and asked, "What do you have to say about all this?" Being 13 and having listened to mom tell how awful I was, I told him, "Like she told you, I am a *****." I put my nose back into my book and refused to have anything more to do with either of them until they finally said we could leave. Perhaps if I could have talked to him I would have been helped, I don't know. Three years later she took me to a 'family session' ( my brother was severe adhd and had other issues as well) where the therapist seemed to want me to agree that if I had misbehaved it was right that she spank me. Since she didn't spank me - she beat me with a webbed belt - I wouldn't agree with him either. I think some of our moms need therapy every bit as much as some of us do. My mother is finally getting therapy at age 69. </font>
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Dalila, you are right about sometimes the parents needing therapy. It would be nice if they would get it earlier, so that they could be more effective parents (some of the Head Start parents I work with need to be pushed that way), but better late than never, huh?
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oh hun I'm soo sorry to hear that...my mom actually went to counseling cuz I cut, she felt like a "bad mom" and she talked with a counselor before she talked to me. it sucked but it showed me she cared. I'm sorry she was so unsupportive about it*huuugs*
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