im so freaking bored![]()
im so freaking bored![]()
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dentistry.... Just got back from the dentist.
Curse my unfair life!
I chase a cat that's not even allowed in the house. And then I get punished for accidentally chasing another cat away.
Luckily said cat returned, so the punishment is cancelled... until my birthday.
Now I'm really certain that my mother hates me...
HP: 454 / 1816
I know, I'm 16 and I *almost* got punished with "no TV, no computers, no petting Simba, no luxury" (the last one being things like crisps and chocolate and ice cream) until my birthday.
Hence, my life is pretty much the most unfair one in Gansbaai that I know of.
...
While part of me wants to complain until my "torture" ends, it would end up in a tempban of some sort, I guess.
I will *try* not to annoy anyone with this depression, but if I do... then I guess a ban would be the only solution until I'm no longer depressed.
HP: 454 / 1816
Damn, wish it would stop raining so I can do some groceries![]()
petting simba...
Shane, I've tried to word this as gently as possible in the past, but this time I'm going to be blunt. Your parents look after you, feed you and keep a roof over your head.
If I'm totally off base here and you're having real problems - for example they're genuinely abusive towards you in some way - there are agencies you can and should contact.
If your issues are your own, for example you really are depressed or worried you may have some sort of mood disorder, you can see your doctor and if necessary explore treatment, whether that turns out to be medication, a referral to therapy or a combination of the two.
If on the other hand there's really nothing wrong and you're just complaining on the internet like a stereotypical teenager your options are to either suck it up or move out and look after yourself.
Choose your own combination of the above and go from there.
Yep, Simba is the name of my cat.
I did.
If my father was at home he'd have told me to chase the cat that wasn't allowed in the house, so I did what he would have asked me to do if he was at home and not at work.
Nothing works, I remember from last year when I had to get therapy because of a mood disorder. I get angry very easily, although that was mainly the faults of the idiots at high school who enjoyed tormenting me. Since then I left school, but the principal tried to get the social worker to help by having me go to Hermanus for therapy and medication. Neither worked, though, because the medication just made things worse.
HP: 454 / 1816