There's a boiling point in the college process. And I think I've hit it way too early.
I don't want this to be another one of those "I hate my parents" posts. I want it to have more meaning than that but seriously recently, i hate my parents.
They don't understand that I truly am doing my best. I go to class, I do my homework, I study for tests. They act as though I am purposefully trying to ruin my future. Wouldn't that make me stupid? Isn't that an insult? Yes.
I know it's bad to wish that your parents were dead. That life would be easier without them. It's a horrible though, a cruel one and I feel bad for feeling like that but I can't stand them, living under the same roof has become unbearable.
I'm going to be one of those people who grow up and never want to have any connection with their family.
Until the age of 14 my parents beat me. Sometimes a mild beating, sometimes more severe. Once my father threw me so hard against a wall that my head made an indent in the wall. I learned to forgive them for that. They stopped after 9th grade but I still get threatened on a regular basis.
I've learned how to be stronger, how to stand up for myself. Now when my father says things like "i should just beat you" or "do you want me to beat you?" my answers are yeah you probably should, or I don't care whatever.
I've finally found the confidence to not care what they think. I've lost respect for them and I don't even love them much.
I just deal with them because they are my parents.
My mom constantly threatens not to pay for my college tuition if I don't get into a top school. I don't think that this is fair. What happened to accepting your children no matter who they were?
My parents aren't rational. They think that they are the smartest people in the entire world. My mother constantly talks about how she is the only rational thinker of all the parents in my school.
Whenever there is a part and the other 239 students get to stay until 3 but I have to leave at 1, I tell her this and she responds saying that none of their parents have brains. There are moments of sanity where I actually think I like my mother but then her true self comes out and those moments of fun or happiness turn into anger and frustration.
I'm no longer a daughter to them. Just a college applicant. Just an object. They don't look at me or think of me as a human anymore. When I'm in the room they talk about me as though I'm not there just to be rude.
For example, my dad will be like "did alexis finish her duke application?" mom: "probably not. you know she doesn't work hard. she's so lazy."
Can't stand them. Help me. Can't wait till college. At least they're making transitioning to college easy.
Applying to college is a stressful process. People are constantly bugging you about essays and grades and working hard.