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Link to original post: [drupal=3179]I'm not 12, should I make that clear for my parents... everyday?[/drupal]
I'm releasing a ****load of anger typing this, so I'm apologizing in advance to the jerks that don't like SWF's censoring or cursing in general. <3 you guys ^-^
My mom, no, my parents have been treating me as if I were no older than a toddler and it wasn’t until that I started actually traveling more than a mile away from home that I began to realize how ridiculous that is. I’m their youngest son – at the age of 16 – but despite that, I have something that my siblings lacked when before they reached adulthood: Common ****ing sense. When my brothers hit 18, they wanted to finally be treated as an adult; two of them decided to become rebels and one is just a man-*****. My sister just wanted to stay out every day that she could, knowing that my mom wouldn’t really give a **** where she was – I didn’t want to end up having to wait until my mom stopped caring to be treated my age. I began staying after school in order to hang out with my friends instead of only having people from my neighborhood come to my house every now and then in order to play video games (****ING video games >_>). My mom always wants to know where I am at all times for some odd reason; I haven’t done anything not to be trusted, as her response to me asking her why I have to tell her where I am if I’m not at home was “I don’t want to be held responsible for anything that ‘goes down’ while you’re out”. I take care of my pets, I rarely lie these days about anything, I’m always an “angel” in school, and I never bring a G.P.A lower than 3.00 home. I’m not a friggen saint, but I deserve at least some type of trust… right? I never even attempt to talk back to my parents (well actually, I can’t since I’m always being yelled at to the point where I can’t get a word in edgewise).
Anyway, during the blizzard that kept me snowed in for a good week – in February – I finally snapped. I couldn’t stand being in that house anymore (almost walking out into the 6 inches of snow that was already on the ground) and my mom just kept nagging me about how she “needed to get out of this house” because of how no one really felt like cleaning whenever she wanted to. I needed some peace, so rather use the computer that houses most of my important files, I decided to go to my basement and use my computer. Still trying to get away from my family, I began to work on this, prompting me to start saving files on the computer that my mom didn’t intend for me to use. I was at peace for a few days until my mom tells me “I don’t want you using that computer”. So, I ask why and she says “Because I need to know what you’re doing at all times”. I’m going “What the ****? Really? ****ing *****” in my mind, but instead of bursting out in a rage, I calmly said, “Why? I’m 16. I should at least have the trust of my own mom”. We ended up arguing about something that could’ve been resolved by me complying with my mom, but I didn’t want to back down for some odd reason. I finally gain the advantage yelling, “I’M NOT A FRIGGEN BABY, STOP TREATING ME LIKE ONE!” and she told me what she tells my brothers and sister when she wants to end an argument that she’s losing: “If you don’t want to follow my rules, then you can get the **** out”. I’m wondering how I even implied that I didn’t want to follow any of the rules that she’s set; I honestly doubt that asking to be treated my age is breaking any type of rule. Yes, I did yell at her, but wouldn’t you have done the same in my situation? Not being able to get a word in for years? Being monitored constantly when you’re obviously capable of taking care of yourself for a good two hours? Wouldn’t that cause any person to just ****ing snap? tbh, I think that me yelling at her was justified to some extent =s.
Now, last week on Friday, I decided to go with my friends to a movie, which is only 15 minutes away from my house. After school, my friends and I met up and were on out way to the subway station when my mom calls me, asking me where I am; earlier that day, I told her that I was staying after school with my friends and she just sighed and shrugged her shoulders. I told her that I was with my friends and I was leaving the school to go to the station. She almost told me not to stay after school, but after I told her that here wouldn’t be anything to worry about, she just hung up on me. I took that as another “I don’t really give a ****”. Yesterday, she called me into her room and asked me why I came home late (apparently, 6:00 is late to her >______>) and I told her that I went to the movies with my friends. She started yelling bull**** at me like “YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO TELL ME WHERE YOU’RE GOING AT ALL TIMES” and “IF YOU KEEP DOING THIS, YOU CAN’T HANG OUT WITH YOUR FRIENDS AFTER SCHOOL ANYMORE”. I told her that I just assumed that since I’m 16, that I’d be able to have fun with my friends while still within close range of her. We continued this for a while until she told me to get out of her room, almost throwing her remote at me. I went back to my room and tried to calm myself down, but she bursts into my room saying “Okay. So you don’t feel like obeying my rules. You can leave. I won’t call the police and tell them that you’re missing, just get out if you don’t want to listen to me. They have places with a bunch of other juveniles that don’t want to abide by their parent’s rules. You can go there, too.”. I asked why she was acting like that and reiterated every single point that I’ve been trying to make for the past month. She. Was. Pissed. She picked up my trash can, shook it up and tossed it on the floor. I told her that she was acting like a ****ing kid and she just left.
Today, I woke up around noon and went to go eat breakfast; my mom was in the dining room eating as well. She starts to spite every little thing that I’m doing, telling me **** that I obviously wouldn’t do while she’s there: “Don’t eat in your room”, “Get a paper towel”, “Don’t get up while you’re eating”, etc. After I finished eating, my mom told me “I have to work tomorrow, don’t stay after” when she already knew that I was planning to stay after for my friend’s softball game (Though, it might be canceled if it that 10% chance of rain pulls through). I didn’t say anything and went back to my room… then I went downstairs in order to type this stuff up.
So, I’m curious on what I should do: Should I just stay after tomorrow despite my mom telling me not to? I could always use bull**** like “oh, I missed my bus” or “I had to redo a test”… Or should I just go home and do nothing? Please keep in mind that I rarely get the chance to actually go out and socialize like a normal person.
I'm releasing a ****load of anger typing this, so I'm apologizing in advance to the jerks that don't like SWF's censoring or cursing in general. <3 you guys ^-^
My mom, no, my parents have been treating me as if I were no older than a toddler and it wasn’t until that I started actually traveling more than a mile away from home that I began to realize how ridiculous that is. I’m their youngest son – at the age of 16 – but despite that, I have something that my siblings lacked when before they reached adulthood: Common ****ing sense. When my brothers hit 18, they wanted to finally be treated as an adult; two of them decided to become rebels and one is just a man-*****. My sister just wanted to stay out every day that she could, knowing that my mom wouldn’t really give a **** where she was – I didn’t want to end up having to wait until my mom stopped caring to be treated my age. I began staying after school in order to hang out with my friends instead of only having people from my neighborhood come to my house every now and then in order to play video games (****ING video games >_>). My mom always wants to know where I am at all times for some odd reason; I haven’t done anything not to be trusted, as her response to me asking her why I have to tell her where I am if I’m not at home was “I don’t want to be held responsible for anything that ‘goes down’ while you’re out”. I take care of my pets, I rarely lie these days about anything, I’m always an “angel” in school, and I never bring a G.P.A lower than 3.00 home. I’m not a friggen saint, but I deserve at least some type of trust… right? I never even attempt to talk back to my parents (well actually, I can’t since I’m always being yelled at to the point where I can’t get a word in edgewise).
Anyway, during the blizzard that kept me snowed in for a good week – in February – I finally snapped. I couldn’t stand being in that house anymore (almost walking out into the 6 inches of snow that was already on the ground) and my mom just kept nagging me about how she “needed to get out of this house” because of how no one really felt like cleaning whenever she wanted to. I needed some peace, so rather use the computer that houses most of my important files, I decided to go to my basement and use my computer. Still trying to get away from my family, I began to work on this, prompting me to start saving files on the computer that my mom didn’t intend for me to use. I was at peace for a few days until my mom tells me “I don’t want you using that computer”. So, I ask why and she says “Because I need to know what you’re doing at all times”. I’m going “What the ****? Really? ****ing *****” in my mind, but instead of bursting out in a rage, I calmly said, “Why? I’m 16. I should at least have the trust of my own mom”. We ended up arguing about something that could’ve been resolved by me complying with my mom, but I didn’t want to back down for some odd reason. I finally gain the advantage yelling, “I’M NOT A FRIGGEN BABY, STOP TREATING ME LIKE ONE!” and she told me what she tells my brothers and sister when she wants to end an argument that she’s losing: “If you don’t want to follow my rules, then you can get the **** out”. I’m wondering how I even implied that I didn’t want to follow any of the rules that she’s set; I honestly doubt that asking to be treated my age is breaking any type of rule. Yes, I did yell at her, but wouldn’t you have done the same in my situation? Not being able to get a word in for years? Being monitored constantly when you’re obviously capable of taking care of yourself for a good two hours? Wouldn’t that cause any person to just ****ing snap? tbh, I think that me yelling at her was justified to some extent =s.
Now, last week on Friday, I decided to go with my friends to a movie, which is only 15 minutes away from my house. After school, my friends and I met up and were on out way to the subway station when my mom calls me, asking me where I am; earlier that day, I told her that I was staying after school with my friends and she just sighed and shrugged her shoulders. I told her that I was with my friends and I was leaving the school to go to the station. She almost told me not to stay after school, but after I told her that here wouldn’t be anything to worry about, she just hung up on me. I took that as another “I don’t really give a ****”. Yesterday, she called me into her room and asked me why I came home late (apparently, 6:00 is late to her >______>) and I told her that I went to the movies with my friends. She started yelling bull**** at me like “YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO TELL ME WHERE YOU’RE GOING AT ALL TIMES” and “IF YOU KEEP DOING THIS, YOU CAN’T HANG OUT WITH YOUR FRIENDS AFTER SCHOOL ANYMORE”. I told her that I just assumed that since I’m 16, that I’d be able to have fun with my friends while still within close range of her. We continued this for a while until she told me to get out of her room, almost throwing her remote at me. I went back to my room and tried to calm myself down, but she bursts into my room saying “Okay. So you don’t feel like obeying my rules. You can leave. I won’t call the police and tell them that you’re missing, just get out if you don’t want to listen to me. They have places with a bunch of other juveniles that don’t want to abide by their parent’s rules. You can go there, too.”. I asked why she was acting like that and reiterated every single point that I’ve been trying to make for the past month. She. Was. Pissed. She picked up my trash can, shook it up and tossed it on the floor. I told her that she was acting like a ****ing kid and she just left.
Today, I woke up around noon and went to go eat breakfast; my mom was in the dining room eating as well. She starts to spite every little thing that I’m doing, telling me **** that I obviously wouldn’t do while she’s there: “Don’t eat in your room”, “Get a paper towel”, “Don’t get up while you’re eating”, etc. After I finished eating, my mom told me “I have to work tomorrow, don’t stay after” when she already knew that I was planning to stay after for my friend’s softball game (Though, it might be canceled if it that 10% chance of rain pulls through). I didn’t say anything and went back to my room… then I went downstairs in order to type this stuff up.
So, I’m curious on what I should do: Should I just stay after tomorrow despite my mom telling me not to? I could always use bull**** like “oh, I missed my bus” or “I had to redo a test”… Or should I just go home and do nothing? Please keep in mind that I rarely get the chance to actually go out and socialize like a normal person.
