I have a story to tell...I will try to make it short to the best of my ability.
About a month ago, I left/was kicked out of my mother's home. Me and my mother have been at it for a very long time now... It probaly started about a year and a half ago. I had a girlfriend and she lived with a cousin of hers. Previously she was in foster care. She felt it was in her best interest to leave her cousins house b/c of mistreatment. There was a lady that she went to church with that took her in to her house. The problem was that the lady had a son, and awhile back him and my girlfriend used to have a thing about a couple of months before we hooked up. It took me along time to get over the fact that she lived there. But I cared about her and i wanted to be there for her. When I told my mother...she just turned on her, she aint want me calling there, using her car to see her or anything. Which I had no problem before hand.....Then there was an issue of me quiting my job. I believe I had a valid reason of quiting. From that she told me she not giving me any money and wont do for me.."Let me remind u I just turned 17" at that time I was 16 working. She took my phone,and did everything to make it hard on me. After awhile I started not to care....I would just leave and go see her or just go across the street to use the phone. She made it seem to the rest of my family like I am a problem child.Everything I told her, she didnt believe me. I didnt feel like I needed to prove myself to my own mother so i didnt attempt to. We would constantly agrue about every lil thing. About a month ago I moved out, and into a friends house with his mother. Since I been living here...things have been alright. I recently started to work and i'm carrying my own weight around here. I am going good.Thanksgiving just passed and I went to my grandmothers house, she was there and my 2 lil brothers. It feels weird. Its funny how nothing was there...no conversation, just nothing...the person that brought me up. Seems like she was nothing to me. I think about calling her...but i dont have anything to say.She put me in a hard situation. I went a month w/o a dime, i had very few clothes, i had senior fees to pay, and she left me to dry like that. I admit I made some mistakes...alot but I acknowledged them. She feels like she is right in everyway and doesnt have any faults. Christmas is coming up and I would really like to be with my family but I really dont know how to go about it.Sometimes i wish i still lived there..but i think things will still be the same.I ask for everyones prayers, and comments
Thank You
About a month ago, I left/was kicked out of my mother's home. Me and my mother have been at it for a very long time now... It probaly started about a year and a half ago. I had a girlfriend and she lived with a cousin of hers. Previously she was in foster care. She felt it was in her best interest to leave her cousins house b/c of mistreatment. There was a lady that she went to church with that took her in to her house. The problem was that the lady had a son, and awhile back him and my girlfriend used to have a thing about a couple of months before we hooked up. It took me along time to get over the fact that she lived there. But I cared about her and i wanted to be there for her. When I told my mother...she just turned on her, she aint want me calling there, using her car to see her or anything. Which I had no problem before hand.....Then there was an issue of me quiting my job. I believe I had a valid reason of quiting. From that she told me she not giving me any money and wont do for me.."Let me remind u I just turned 17" at that time I was 16 working. She took my phone,and did everything to make it hard on me. After awhile I started not to care....I would just leave and go see her or just go across the street to use the phone. She made it seem to the rest of my family like I am a problem child.Everything I told her, she didnt believe me. I didnt feel like I needed to prove myself to my own mother so i didnt attempt to. We would constantly agrue about every lil thing. About a month ago I moved out, and into a friends house with his mother. Since I been living here...things have been alright. I recently started to work and i'm carrying my own weight around here. I am going good.Thanksgiving just passed and I went to my grandmothers house, she was there and my 2 lil brothers. It feels weird. Its funny how nothing was there...no conversation, just nothing...the person that brought me up. Seems like she was nothing to me. I think about calling her...but i dont have anything to say.She put me in a hard situation. I went a month w/o a dime, i had very few clothes, i had senior fees to pay, and she left me to dry like that. I admit I made some mistakes...alot but I acknowledged them. She feels like she is right in everyway and doesnt have any faults. Christmas is coming up and I would really like to be with my family but I really dont know how to go about it.Sometimes i wish i still lived there..but i think things will still be the same.I ask for everyones prayers, and comments
Thank You