Being kicked out sucks...

So, a couple months ago, maybe a month ago, I made a thread about how a lot of different stuff in my house had been going "missing," and that my mom was going psychotic about it accusing me or my friends of stealing these items from our house.

Well, it happened again today, or last night, or I don't know WHEN. But, she "noticed" it today. Her mascara was lifted. She said she had 4 of them, and that they were all fucking gone. She told me that she is done with me, that she washes her hands of me, my brother (who is 24, and already out on his own with a fiance...), and our entire family (all...ya know...9 or so that are still alive). She said that she doesn't care where I go, but that I better be gone.

She said that if I'm here in the morning, she's calling the cops. So, I'm packing all of my shit right now, or trying to. I guess I'm really depressed because I don't have anywhere to go and if it comes to it, I guess I'll just pack up all my stuff and wait until 8 am when she gets home from work, and just leave around 7:45. I'll just walk around all day, I guess...I don't know.

My brother is going to try and call her, but it won't do any good, remember? She's "washed her hands with all of us."

And, btw, all the things she said were missing turned up later on. And her fucking mascara, at least 3 of the four, are right in her fucking room.

This bitch has less of a grasp on reality than I do when I smoke so much I don't remember where I am at first.

I don't know what I'm supposed to do, though, guys. I just needed someone to talk to I guess. I thought my life was going great, too. I was getting out of here in 3 months, I'm starting college in January (at least I was...), I was gonna get a steady job, I haven't spent any money on buddah in a while and I was going to start building a home, instead of just buying pot.

I'd never felt so good, before, guys. I mean, I am/WAS in a point in my life where I was finally okay with not being high all the time. I was finally okay with not buying pot with any bit of money I got.

And then this happens and makes me want to start crying. Sorry, guys, I'm really pathetic.

what the fuck is wrong with her?

No offence man, i know shes your mother but shes not a very good one.

No parent should do that to their children...

And dude, your not pathetic.

If you don't mind me asking, how old are you?

I'm 18. She called the cops on me once before a year and a half ago. I was smoking in the house when she was home and she smelled it. I deserved it that time, but don't think I do this time.

I haven't really called her, or considered her, "mom" since March 12, 2005, the day she called them on me.

No mother calls cops on they're own, no matter what they've done.

Im sorry man :(

I'd offer you a place to stay if i was in America.

fuck her, she was probably doing it on purpose just to mess with your head and get you out of the house

That sucks. You were starting college in january?

Worst come to worst, can't you ask to crash at your bro's for a bit?

Hope things work out for ya'.

My mom once called the cops on me in her drunken state sleep walking. She didn't remember it the next day.....

Damn man, I feel for ya. And I'm assuming money's a little tight too, otherwise you'd be out on your own by now? I'm in practically the same boat, only my mother isn't some schizo who might have a drug problem of her own?

Seriously, is she on anything, or possibly chemically imbalanced? I ask that because the way you described it, her writing off her whole family sounds a little erratic and out of the blue.

Hopefully you're trying to get ahold of any or all of your friends to look for a temporary place to crash, because you walking around all day is just no good man.

If you have enough cash to maybe rent a cheap place for the time being, DO IT. Like even a cheap hotel room until you get a job and the money comes flowin' back. Just an idea. I think I would be out of there anyways. OR you could call the cops her on for doin' God knows what, because she sounds either mentally ill or on drugs.

Hope things get better. ~

Tell her straight to her face that she's a bad mother, tell her all the things you said on here and it will let her know that your opinion of her is probably the opinion other people have of her, she'll probably just have a breakdown though. People who have to blame retarded shit like that on other people have problems with themselves that they project onto other people.

Say sorry i stole your mascara mommy, i guess i leave since you cant deal with losing a $3 item of makeup that makes you look like a whore.



You could come live with me, i need a roomate.

But you should get a job, any job will do, and then just live in a motel until you can get on your feet. Motels are The same or cheaper than an apartment, and you dont have to pay utilities. Just let the guy at the front desk know you are gonna be there for a few months and ask him what the rates are. hopefully it will be under $500 a month and you can make double that at any minimum wage job.

Or try and work things out with your mom, thats what i had to do when my dad kicked me out. after he lit our house on fire and almost killed us, then found my pipes and almost a QP of pot in my room. so he kicked me out for like a week and i eventually came back and its good now but im still moving out asap, i just bought a 95 SUV and im so happy so be more and more independent. (i had a car before but the piece of shit broke down every week)

you gotta start somewhere kid, and when you're young you have alot of potential that you lose when you're older so dont let your mom take that away from you!!!!

My brother and his fiance just got on their feet, I guess, and she's having trouble finding job as a teacher so they're living in a 1-bedroom efficiency that isn't even big enough for them. I don't want to intrude on him, or anyone else. I just want this to blow over, as much as I know it won't.

My "mother" is on drugs. But they're prescription; ZOLOFT. And she is really chemically imbalanced. Because of her, I have problems with MY problems. With her, she never talked about what was bothering her. Her way was to scream and throw things, or hit us. Now, when I get angry or something bothers me, I can't talk about it. I usually just end up screaming and putting holes in walls. I'm imbalanced, too. But I use cannabis to do a lot of things that prescription anti-depressants never could do.

I remember her saying a week or so ago that she hasn't been taking them, she said then that she, "didn't need them." She's not on any other drugs, but a few days ago she asked me to buy pot for her friends, since I "hang out with potheads."

I just want to strangle her, really.

And, anyway, I'm completely broke. I haven't had a job for a few months, quit at the start of summer. Now I really wish I hadn't, as I could use any bit of money I have. Actually, I take that back, I'm not completely broke, I have $0.75 to my name.

When I was 17, I was sorta in a similar situation: I *had* to get out of the house. There was no way I could survive on a minimum wage job, and I had few skills of any value. So, I did the only thing I could think of at the time: I joined the Army. That got me out of the house, gave me a steady paycheck, with all the various perks that military life encompasses (free medical and dental, free food, free room, no need to buy a car, educational benefits).

The problem was, I am a hippy and a pot-smoker, and I have never been very good at bowing to authority. So, I made a game out of it: just how much of a hippy could I be and still be in the Army. And it was better than I expected!

I kept my cap on for six months once whenever I was around my superiors, and just let my hair grow. Near the end of that six months, I went to a beach party and there was some full bird colonel there, and he thought I was some hippy college student. I thought about just not saying anything, but he was so drunk I knew he wouldn't remember anything the next day, so I told him I was a soldier, and he couldn't believe it, thought it was pretty funny that I was in the Army looking like a hippy from the 60s. I did get busted with the long hair by another colonel a couple of weeks later, but it was my last day at that duty station and there wasn't anything he could do without delaying an entire plane flight, which he wouldn't do.

The main thing was, it accomplished my primary goal: it got me out of the house and making my own decisions and controlling my own fate. Adventure, travel, learning a skill, steady paycheck, good benefits, few expenses, lots of free college money -- it's really not all that bad. When you have no other rational choices (as was the case with me), I was fucking glad that option was available. It's a way for the poor to grip the reigns of their life and pull themselves up by their own bootstraps. When I ultimately did go to college, it wasn't bad being old enough to be able to buy booze legally either; the chicks loved me for that. ;)

Ahh bro that sucks mate. I hope things work out for you. Families are funny things, im just sorry your mother is the mother you want.

Peace

Buddy

Funny thing, Jamstigator. I'm actually not allowed to join the military. I right fucked up my hand a couple years back and they had to put pins, and screws, and a metal bar in my hand.

Because of this, if considered too much of a risk to the military. Should something ever happen to me or my hand during basic, or even whilst in combat, I can legally sue the military or something or other for damages.

i got some advice for you, get an axe, chop her head off, peel the skin and flesh away, cut the top of her skull off, seal up her cranium....and eat cereal out of it! :thumbsup: im joking btw

im 18 as well and in nearly the same situation. only my mom hasnt given me those dreaded words yet. ive been trying my best to get into community college classes but they fucking fill up so quick by the time i try and add a class its fucking full. because of this i look like a lazy ass pothead whos worth nothing. i am going to be getting a job at blockbuster very soon though. hopefully this will show my mom that i WANT to work and make money. Its funny, i have 40 dollars in my wallet i want to give to you. My heart goes out to you man. maybe by tomorrow after work your mom will be cooled down. try going to the house after she gets back from working and having a good long talk with her. bring her a job application you plan on filling out. SHOW HER that you have drive.

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Originally Posted by souldistortion

I have 40 dollars in my wallet I want to give to you.

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I respect people of your caliber.

The no mom should call the old bill on their kids gets me.
What if you were the parent of Harold Shipman or Ed Gein and you knew what they were doing, you telling me you WOULDN'T report them ?

PS Got kicked out at 16 , the best thing my mom ever did for me.

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Originally Posted by B u M b L ee K y

I respect people of your caliber.

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Seriously, that made me start crying Soul Distortion. I'm really glad you guys were here when none of my friends would even pick up their phones.

I'm done with all my posters, my entire bookshelf, all my DVDs, games, and systems all packed up. But, now I'm out of boxes. I still have a loooot left, though.

I'm so sad about this, though I don't know why. I feel so sorry for myself when I don't want to, but what can I do, I guess? I mean, I was just blindsided with this and I had no time to prepare, and it's Sunday night. Most of my friends from high school are all away at college, at least 40 miles away from here.

My brother already told me I can't crash with him as they can't even fit a couch into their apartment.

I'm crying so hard right now for some reason :( :mad:

I moved out of my house back in May. I live in my own apartment and kind of attend class and work an overnight job. I hated my mom =[

You got no mates who'll let you coach surf?

Gothen, what state you in?

yeah man, what state you in?

Aw, sorry to hear about your hand; yeah, that probably does rule out the military. Might be worth asking again though, if you want/need that option, because they're desperate now, taking 41-year-old people, retarded people, etc. I'd rather have you with your gimpy hand in a foxhole with me than some guy with an IQ of 73 who can't see eight feet without his reading glasses.

Absent that option, I dunno what to suggest! I mean, it's hard to hold down a job when you're living on the street. And it's hard *not* to live on the street without a decent job, family, money or some kind of job skills. I feel for ya, man. I wish I had something useful I could tell you that would help, but I guess I suck because I don't. :(

i know what you could do, sell drugs!:thumbsup: you gotta do what you gotta do, sometimes man, if you aint got no other options then what else is there?

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Originally Posted by Gothen

Seriously, that made me start crying Soul Distortion. I'm really glad you guys were here when none of my friends would even pick up their phones.

I'm done with all my posters, my entire bookshelf, all my DVDs, games, and systems all packed up. But, now I'm out of boxes. I still have a loooot left, though.

I'm so sad about this, though I don't know why. I feel so sorry for myself when I don't want to, but what can I do, I guess? I mean, I was just blindsided with this and I had no time to prepare, and it's Sunday night. Most of my friends from high school are all away at college, at least 40 miles away from here.

My brother already told me I can't crash with him as they can't even fit a couch into their apartment.

I'm crying so hard right now for some reason :( :mad:

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it makes me feel good to know that we're providing you with some comfort and closure through all this. I think that just made my sig. Not many people respect me (pothead) but i am a generous and loving person. hope things are going and continue to go well for you. good luck with getting all your things together. do your best to stay strong, keep your head up, and keep a good attitude. things are gonna be tough but your an 18 year old man with previous job experience. thats somthing i cant even say for myself. getting back on your feet is just gonna take some time. when all is well and good with you a smile will grace my face. good luck and lots of love, you'll be in my thoughts.

hey man i feel bad for you, i know how you feelm its kinda crazy but i just got kicked out to, but at least my mom is givin me some time to find my own place but all you can do is smile and keep on keepin on. the way i look at it is an oppotunity to prove my mom wrong about what she thinks about me. sorry bout your siruation

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I'm sorry man.
I went through a similiar story as a kid too.
I slept in a stolen car a few nights, and an abandoned house a few times too.
We didn't speak for years.
We're the best of friends these days though - I realized that things just popped in her head after the divorce, she couldn't cope with the stress in her life then.
She's just a human too, not just a mother.
I don't know if that applies to your mother too, but it might.

Yes, you'll cry, I did too. It's very stressful and scary.
Sometimes, some parents think that the only way to get you into the real world is to throw you into the deepest part of the pool.
You'll be ok after a couple of days of just feeling crap, once you start to find a roof over your head.
I'll think a thought for you tonite when I go to bed and wish you well.

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Originally Posted by MastaChronic

i know what you could do, sell drugs!:thumbsup: you gotta do what you gotta do, sometimes man, if you aint got no other options then what else is there?

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Btw, guys, I'm in Indiana. I live in Indiana, in some podunk town.

A friend of mine asked me yesterday if I wanted to start selling, I didn't know what to tell him so I just said the truth, "Not THAT desperate for cash." Right now, I'm beginning to wonder though how desperate is desperate.

"Mother"'s phone is still off and I've packed up most of my shit now. Just some stuff lying around here and there. Room looks depressingly bare without my stoner love touch to it. :(

And you guys don't have to pray for me, don't need to waste them on me. I know that what I'm going through is like a pebble being thrown in a river.

Doesn't even make any ripples, really. Because it's another part of life.

Thanks for your thoughts, though, guys! I'm keeping my computer on until about 6:30 so I can listen to tunes all through the night. It's really happening, though. I'm probably still gonna be here when she gets here because I have no where to go.

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Save the drug option for your very last desperate option, don't blow that contact off.
Make a list in your head of everyone you could stay with, uncles, friends, ex girlfriends, whatever. Someone will pop up if you go through everyone you know.

It's not about mascara, it's about some other stress in her life.

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and while your making a list of people that you can stay with, make a list of people that could buy, just in case

Okay, well, I just wanted to tell you guys this'll be the last time I probably post on these boards. A few friends are coming over in a couple hours to help me move my stuff to another friends. She IMed me wondering how I was, and I told her the story. So, she's letting me basically move in with her. And tomorrow we're going job searching and putting in apps for me so I can help pay rent and stuff.

She steals her net, haha, so I MIGHT be able to log on tomorrow and tell you guys what happened and all.

I'm so depressed about this, though. Being kicked out of my house just months before I was to start college. I don't know how I'll pay for it now...

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Hey man, you've already solved the most acute prob! take 5 minutes out from your problems and give yourself a good slap on the back for a job well done so far!
Don't stare at all the possible worst case scenarios, you'll go blind! One prob at a time and you'll come out fine in the end.

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Sounds like you got a good friend there. Keep your head up as best you can, and keep yourself busy, always moving foward, always following your dreams.

Gothen, honey, I'm so sorry for what you're going through. Seriously, where are you? What state, I meah. We may be able to think of something.

I'm in Indiana, Bird Girl.

I'm crying so hard right now and I don't know why. I feel so pathetic because I should be happy that I've found a place to stay, right? But...I don't. I thought I was gonna have time to find a job and my own place before I moved away but I'm being forced to do this all in one day. I just want to lay down and die because I just feel like it's so unfair. I'm sorry.

I just don't know what to do. I feel so overwhelmed. I guess I'm just weak.

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You're not weak, it's what anyone would do, you're in shock.
Cry your heart out man, till the tears are done.
But you know the way it feels like the world is over when your heart gets broken by a chick, and then six months later when yo meet her, you can't even remember what made you cry about her?
Same thing here.
Cry as much as you want for now.

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I'm in Indiana, Bird Girl.

I'm crying so hard right now and I don't know why. I feel so pathetic because I should be happy that I've found a place to stay, right? But...I don't. I thought I was gonna have time to find a job and my own place before I moved away but I'm being forced to do this all in one day. I just want to lay down and die because I just feel like it's so unfair. I'm sorry.

I just don't know what to do. I feel so overwhelmed. I guess I'm just weak.

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Ok...This is gonna sound really weird,But Listen to an old and VERY expieranced Street Hippy...Store yer stuff with a friend and go to Bloomington,The home of Indiana State University,I know this sounds crazy but I rode a Mt Bike across country last year and needed a place to land for a couple of days.
Broken bike,No Money,Hungry,Sober,Grubby...Needless to say I was Hurtin bad.
Bloomington is the home base to the Indiana Rainbow Family,There lots of cool Hippie kids there,Go to Peoples Park (A block From ISU) Hook up with the Hippies there...They will be able to tell you where to get food,a place to stay mabey,some cash possably.
Bloomington is a VERY Cool and LIBERAL Collage Town (Think Boulder Co before the rich found it) there are free meals,places to hang out,Great coffee shops,Natural food stores,ect
The folk in Bloomington helped me get my bike back together,pointed me in the direction of some Leagal Cash(I Don't Deal) a place to stay fer a few days,laundry,shower,rest.
Take the word of someone who has been ALL 48 lower states,most major US cities...You are soooo close to one of the coolest Collage Towns on the face of the planet....GO!!!

I really mean it...Bloomington Rocks!!!!
I spent 17 years chasing the DEAD around the country, VERY few places take care of souls that need a bit of help like Bloomington Indiana. plus if you wanna go to school Indiana State is a very good school (I'm a Univerisity of Colorado Alum,So I was a Boulderite!)

They also Know good smoke too!!

if you're a female, you can come stay with me. only if you're a female tho. and not fat. or ugly.