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Memoir of a depressed girl part 2 posted Nov 10th 2011, 12:46PM

Mood: Confident

( continued )

So shit went down. Mother started court against father, bad idea like I said before. Court was useless. I was living in the basement again Like i always had in every house I lived in. The girl I tought was a friend got on my nerves more and more and I needed her friendship for she was really the only person I had in this new town.

My mother picked fights with me because she was irritable and hated the fact I couldn't get along with her new boyfriend. He pissed me off. One week my mom decided to nag me about the last month of May. I had just turned eighteen and thats when it went down. She got the idea I would want to see my boyfriend in the states. With what money? I had none. Yet she asked I give it to her. I refused. It was my ID and no way in hell would I let her get my hands on it.

She was soo pissed the first week of June she threatened to kick me out. I wasn't scared. I wasn't giving it to her. She lied and said she needed it for court, but later I found out I was right in doing so she never needed it. She only wanted proof I was living with her. Her boyfriend yelled down to me and my sister in the basement and said to hand it over or he would call the police on my ass because my mom bought it. The passport is in my name and I'm eighteen. Later we wanted the money she spent in getting it for me 3 years prior. I said hell no.

The night before I got kicked out, she walked the dogs for 3 hours. I called my boyfriend, and if you haven't clued in we didn't have the money for the long distance bill. I cried and told him how shitty things were getting and eventually wrung up her bill.

She didn't know at the time but man was she pissed after. When she finally came home she already had her mind up that I was in her bad books, and tomorrow I knew would be hell. Little was I aware how much the hell I would go through.

I came home from my new school later then usual cause I was hanging out with my neighbour. The bitch. I found a note on the door that read she wanted my passport, and my sisters, and we had to treat her better or we wouldn't be allowed in the house. I went home and found out my door wouldn't open, it had the chain on and the lock; my key only made the door open a lil bit. My mom stormed down stairs so fast, I never seen her move that fast in all her life. She looked like hell itself and man was she mean.

She yelled and asked if I had the passport on me as she was searching my room prior. She also demanded the emergency phone back from me. So I told her I'd get it for her, and she told me to pack my bags. I did just that and went next door to my 'friends' house.

Her mom let me live there and got me on assistance, she and the worker I had demanded I start a case for child support in the court system. My friends mom was soo controling and demanding alot of money for rent from me even though 8 people were living in that small town home. I shared a room and my sister when she got kicked out was allowed right back in three days later cause she didn't know where her passport was and she was underage she I didn't want her getting involved in my troubles.

My mom wouldn't let her talk to me over the summer and this all happened near exams yet again. Lucky me. I hated the girl I shared my room with, the house I lived in was filthy and the bathrooms were so unclean. It was a health hazard. I was made to do mostly all the cleaning in the house cause the four children and cousin were to lazy. They ate nothing but junk food and never washed their hands. The walls were caked with dirt, and there was no privcy against the boys.

I started the court case and come August I saw my father for the first time in a year. He looked sick, and he wanted a hug. I wish I never touched him. I felt gross and all I wanted was to crawl into a ball and leave. He offered me a low amount, which I knew he made more in a year then he said. But his paper work.. well there was non so the court ruled differently.

My mother never showed up of course and that was only the first appearence. I got tired of being called a thief and a liar for the girl's lies in that house I culdn't wait to leave. Then I foun the answer, I would leave. My mother was soo pissed she wanted more money from me from my assistance and claimed I owed her for all the favours she did for keeping me in her home.

I gave her the months rent and that was more then I ever should have but at that time I didn't think of moving far away and drping the court case against my parents. She told me I couldn't do this, and I couldn't do that. But in the end I moved South East of that town and came to the City I was born in.

I had to drop highschool, and reregister so I can graduate. I still focus on getting my goals straight from all the madness, and try to develope better friendships with more caution. So far all is going well for the most part. I live with awesome roommates and pay for a room and food for myself and I do chorse to make my board and look to earn my dependance as an adult.

Once I graduate I want a career and only enough money to live. I don't want riches or fame, or to be well known just to be a better happier person. All the stuff I've delt with I know it's not as bad as some stories of children growing up, I know, but People have the choice to change things. That I didn't realize because my backbone was striped and I felt alone. I hope everyone earns that who they are is because of the struggles and challenges people face in the world and hardships dealt with day to day.

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