Oh yeah, my parents didn't have to hear me say it to their damn faces about the shit they pulled. i was always calling them on their shit, my dad was a table pounder, a rager, and i was the "snit" that told him to quit it and told my mom to get him out of there and get a divorce. plus i didn't listen to them on anything, they didn't respect me. if they had just CHILLED about the whole school thing - why can't an intellient teenager have a good point and make up her own mind about going to school? many factors, like child abuse. i didn't know how to identify it as child abuse. when your mom thinks she is justified in not getting you ice when you break a bone and making you sit and wait for her to take you to the emergency room, because, and i quote "you were late for the bus again, that's why you broke your foot", and then that person tells you they loves you? you are wonderful? they were afraid when you ran away? you should be afraid of what could happen to me at your own hands. i'm a child, i can see.
my parents got all into church, my mom was so happy when i was in Straight. she told me things like how mad she was that i wasn't at my graduation because i was in Straight. somewhere inside i cringed. before Straight i would have said "whatever!" and gotten in a fight if i had to about how completely stupid she was being, but by then - i think that conversation happened when i was on second phase - i had been well trained to suppress opposition, to accept blame, even if somewhere inside this was like a fist clenching.