I've posted lots of posts complaining about my pathetic life before, but I still seem to get no further along. My parents are mentally ill alcoholics and both ought to be in some sort of psychatric unit but refuse to commit themselves and seem to think I can cope with all the burden they place on me. For the past six years they've treated me like an 'adult' in so far as making me care for myself completely, and on the rare occasions they are straight they treat me like an idiot and I have no say in anything. It frustrates me that I feel guilty about going out and spending any money and have to go without lunch sometimes or borrow money off my friends and spend ages paying them back while my Mum is quite happy to go out literally a dozen times a day for multiple bottles of whiskey, scratchcards and bloody womens magazines. She gets aggressive and tries to attack me if I try to take her money off her, and the one time I succeeded and she didn't have any drink she tried to overdose and ended up in hospital. Guilt trip or what? My Dad has spent my whole life telling me how much more intelligent/accomplished/better looking, etc he is than I'll ever be, which means I have such crappy self-confidence. He has offered no support and as a 12-year-old I would ring him up and cry down the phone asking him to come home because I couldn't deal with my mother, and he'd just swear at me and tell me to get on with it. He fantasises about all these women he could have had over my Mum, when in reality any woman would have to be pretty dim to fall for a 53-year-old guy with a pot belly, no teeth and throws up all the time. That's another thing. I'm pretty sure he's got some sort of serious disease because for the past 10 years he has thrown up about 30 times a day (phlegm and all sorts), and in the past couple of weeks it's risen to about 300+ times a day. It makes me feel physically ill (can't sleep well at night because I'm on edge) and he's been off work and refuses to go to a doctor and swears at me if I so much as suggest he visit one. My house nearly got repossessed a few weeks ago, I have no way of paying for university since my parents earn a decent wage (they just spend it all on their licentious lifestyles) and I live in a house that's falling apart and disgusting to live in. I feel I can't talk to my friends about my problems because I don't want to burden them and seem like some pathetic case...
The fact that my own parents seem to hate me also doesn't do wonders to my self-esteem; if my own flesh and blood don't give a damn, then who will?
They think I'm 'coping' just because I'm an A-grade student who goes out and socialises every weekend, but in reality I'm not. I feel like one further burden and I'll snap and end up as insane as them, and I'll never make it through A-levels.
I don't really know what help is out there because I'm 18 so the Government can't exactly put me into care or anything, and I have nowhere to go and feel like there's no way I can stay here for what, another 18 months.
/end of rant