Just a 14 year old thats all alone.
Posted: Sat Jul 16, 2011 10:58 pm
So my name is Julie I'm 14 and live in Pennsylvania... I've never done this kind of thing before. I've recently come to terms with the fact that I am depressed, I knew but I just didn't want to accept it.
So my life? I live with my mother. My father left her before I was even born. I am the youngest and my moms only girl I have two older brothers one is 27 and lives in Philadelphia while we live near Pittsburgh. The other is part of my problems, he will be 20 in August. He still lives with mom, doesn't have a job and begs mom for cigarette money. He is going to culinary school I give him that much but he has to have my moms boyfriend take him to a the bus stop at 7 in the morning because he doesn't have a drivers license or permit. Whats worse is he smokes weed pretty much all day it shouldn't bug me I know but it does. He is part of my problems because he always calls me a fat bitch. I know I'm overweight and I don't need him telling me. Basically I know I'm his little sister but I just want to be respected (I know this is weird but I'm addicted to pop and he asked if he could have some of my pop and I said no because he always told me no. Since hes older he didn't listen to me and took some anyway. and that pissed me off since my mom didn't even defend me even though she knows what its like since she is addicted to pop too.) Which brings me to my next problem my mom. She was a single mother most of my life she recently found a guy and only a month after dating he moved in with us. They always fight... Anyway recently I've been having to go the doctors to get birth control because I have a cyst on my ovary. My doctor took me off for a while because I've been having 'panic attacks' when they kept happening she got me back on and told me I should go to a therapist for anxiety. thats has been about 3 weeks ago and I keep telling my mom to make a therapy appointment but she hasn't yet so that makes me feel like she doesn't care. I really don't know who I am or who my friends are. The only real friend I have is my cousin who is also depressed (depression runs in our family.) My mom always tells me I'm a bitch which hurts me and I don't think she cares. The only real father figure is my brothers father (we all have different fathers) but hes an alcoholic. I've tried to to kill myself by suffocation and thought of it many times. I just really want to be loved by anyone at this point.
So my life? I live with my mother. My father left her before I was even born. I am the youngest and my moms only girl I have two older brothers one is 27 and lives in Philadelphia while we live near Pittsburgh. The other is part of my problems, he will be 20 in August. He still lives with mom, doesn't have a job and begs mom for cigarette money. He is going to culinary school I give him that much but he has to have my moms boyfriend take him to a the bus stop at 7 in the morning because he doesn't have a drivers license or permit. Whats worse is he smokes weed pretty much all day it shouldn't bug me I know but it does. He is part of my problems because he always calls me a fat bitch. I know I'm overweight and I don't need him telling me. Basically I know I'm his little sister but I just want to be respected (I know this is weird but I'm addicted to pop and he asked if he could have some of my pop and I said no because he always told me no. Since hes older he didn't listen to me and took some anyway. and that pissed me off since my mom didn't even defend me even though she knows what its like since she is addicted to pop too.) Which brings me to my next problem my mom. She was a single mother most of my life she recently found a guy and only a month after dating he moved in with us. They always fight... Anyway recently I've been having to go the doctors to get birth control because I have a cyst on my ovary. My doctor took me off for a while because I've been having 'panic attacks' when they kept happening she got me back on and told me I should go to a therapist for anxiety. thats has been about 3 weeks ago and I keep telling my mom to make a therapy appointment but she hasn't yet so that makes me feel like she doesn't care. I really don't know who I am or who my friends are. The only real friend I have is my cousin who is also depressed (depression runs in our family.) My mom always tells me I'm a bitch which hurts me and I don't think she cares. The only real father figure is my brothers father (we all have different fathers) but hes an alcoholic. I've tried to to kill myself by suffocation and thought of it many times. I just really want to be loved by anyone at this point.