Druidus
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Another "Convincing my Parents to let me do Drugs" Thread
Sorry for posting this oft-repeated topic, but I really would appreciate some intelligent suggestions.
I'll start off by saying that I've had some problems in the past. I had a rough four years of school, because I was depressed, amongst other, more serious, problems. My parents still don't know the full extent of the difficulties I went through in that period. I gave them a pretty rough four years.
Now, however, things are changing. I'm about to finish three courses with good grades, two of them grade twelve courses when I'm supposed to be in grade eleven. I'll have just math to complete, and I'll have finished the year early. I'm intelligent. I'm relatively mature. And yet, my parents will not let me do any drugs.
At first, they wouldn't let me do it in the house. Fair enough, though logically inconsistent (they'd rather me do it out on the streets where it's more hazardous? Oh, I guess that's some of that love they talk about...). Now they won't let me do any drugs at all. My father threatened to kick me out, if he finds out that I did. Why? Because I came home one night and was so stoned that I was having some trouble walking. They didn't like that.
I'm not asking for much here. I'm doing my schoolwork, and very well. I keep my room (mostly) clean. I try not to cause any problems. Meanwhile, I have healthy hobbies, such as reading and writing. And yet, they still won't let me.
I can't afford to get kicked out right now. I wouldn't be able to afford the housing this far north and still have time for school (which is imperative, for my life plan), let alone including the cost of food (prohibitively expensive here). He knows this. That's why he threatened this.
I need to convince them that I'm not slowly killing myself or brain damaging myself. That I can use psychoactives and still function as a health and intelligent human being. That they have had only positives for me (without them, I never would have been able to become as happy as I am now. Without drugs, I never could have gained a social life. I hadn't had one until this year.).
But no, my parents will not think rationally about this. They will not consider my side.
And why? "Because we worry about you."
Bullshit. Absolute bullshit. If you really worried about me, you'd let me safely indulge in psychoactives in my room at home, rather than force me to either not do something I enjoy (something that saved me from suicide) or move out.
I don't really know how to fully articulate my thoughts right now. I'm cold, frostbitten, pissed off, frustrated, and pretty fucking depressed. Almost as bad as eight months ago, when I very nearly killed myself.
I guess this is mostly a rant. But please, if you have any suggestions or tips, post them. I need all the help I can get.
Sorry for posting this oft-repeated topic, but I really would appreciate some intelligent suggestions.
I'll start off by saying that I've had some problems in the past. I had a rough four years of school, because I was depressed, amongst other, more serious, problems. My parents still don't know the full extent of the difficulties I went through in that period. I gave them a pretty rough four years.
Now, however, things are changing. I'm about to finish three courses with good grades, two of them grade twelve courses when I'm supposed to be in grade eleven. I'll have just math to complete, and I'll have finished the year early. I'm intelligent. I'm relatively mature. And yet, my parents will not let me do any drugs.
At first, they wouldn't let me do it in the house. Fair enough, though logically inconsistent (they'd rather me do it out on the streets where it's more hazardous? Oh, I guess that's some of that love they talk about...). Now they won't let me do any drugs at all. My father threatened to kick me out, if he finds out that I did. Why? Because I came home one night and was so stoned that I was having some trouble walking. They didn't like that.
I'm not asking for much here. I'm doing my schoolwork, and very well. I keep my room (mostly) clean. I try not to cause any problems. Meanwhile, I have healthy hobbies, such as reading and writing. And yet, they still won't let me.
I can't afford to get kicked out right now. I wouldn't be able to afford the housing this far north and still have time for school (which is imperative, for my life plan), let alone including the cost of food (prohibitively expensive here). He knows this. That's why he threatened this.
I need to convince them that I'm not slowly killing myself or brain damaging myself. That I can use psychoactives and still function as a health and intelligent human being. That they have had only positives for me (without them, I never would have been able to become as happy as I am now. Without drugs, I never could have gained a social life. I hadn't had one until this year.).
But no, my parents will not think rationally about this. They will not consider my side.
And why? "Because we worry about you."
Bullshit. Absolute bullshit. If you really worried about me, you'd let me safely indulge in psychoactives in my room at home, rather than force me to either not do something I enjoy (something that saved me from suicide) or move out.
I don't really know how to fully articulate my thoughts right now. I'm cold, frostbitten, pissed off, frustrated, and pretty fucking depressed. Almost as bad as eight months ago, when I very nearly killed myself.
I guess this is mostly a rant. But please, if you have any suggestions or tips, post them. I need all the help I can get.