Quote Originally Posted by unmeg
This is the best advice anyone could ever give fir the situation at hand,are you ready?
MOVE OUT! Problem solved.
I had a problem with my step prick(he just die in horrible car crash few months ago,KARMA) when i was 15.Moved the fuck out & moved in with my brother for about 1 year.By that time they begging me to come back(i was getting survivors bennifits from my dads death).Turns out they realy counted on my money to help with bills.My folks had a social drinking problem(drank in bars only$$$$$$)so they neede me.The step hated it but had to be nice after that.I LOVE IT WHEN A PLAN COMES TOGETHER!!!
Good Luck,hope you guy's work out something cause all you got sometimes is your family,like it or not.
MOVING OUT, is very good advice
Ive been moved out for like a year and two months now, its great. It's not for everyone tho, because not everyone has somewhere they can go, and a way of money to support them. Luckly i have a loving grandma. I use to be like most people on here. I would argue everyday with my mom, atleast like 5 times a day, i swear. It was like everything was fine and then she came home from work. And it sucked because my dad would take her side because he didnt want to get yelled at, and he is pussy whipped. I mean it was so bad that one night at dinner, he told me just not to talk the whole time because he didnt feel like getting yelled at tonight. I was liek WTF, god they piss me off. It was stupid the way i got out of my house tho. Well before i moved out i had been suffering from really bad depression and i had tried to kill myself twice(only once of my parents knowing). Anyways about 3 months before i moved out i started smoking weed. This helped me a lot, it made me more happy, more sociable, i didnt need zoloft anymore(didnt work anyways except for side effects). But then my mom found out that i was smoking weed, kinda by tricking me, but it didnt work cuz i was just honest about it anyways. So then she freaks out and i go home and im like im leaving, and then i threatned if she didnt let me go live with my grandma then i was going to kill myself(looking back it was something stupid to say, but i got what i wanted so yeah)So i just left my house, she wouldnt let me go in my room to get anything.(theres more to the whole story of why i moved out and stuff but then you'd have to hear my whole life story). Anyways in the end if you can move out, and you have somewhere to stay and some finicial support, go for it. Oh btw i just barely turned 15 when i moved out. Im 16 now.