to begin with I should say that I have MPD(Multiple personality disorder), and ADHD, as well as Clinical Depression, and Diabetes.

I was diagnosed with ADHD at the age of 6, my mother first started showing that she was resistant to care for me. My father was the one that kept her from giving me up for adoption.

Years passed and me and my mother grew distant due to her annoyance with me and my hyper active antics. I was unmedicated and she would not care for me. My father took care of me until he passed away when I was 9. I was blamed for his death, as I heard him fall in the bathroom but was too afraid to open the door(bathroom. Pants down.), My mother eventually came downstairs 5 minutes later and found him on the floor. I could have saved him if I went into the bathroom. I didnt and still blame myself to this day.

My mother then took sole care of me, and hated every day of it. Now I am 19, and still hated, I wasnt dianosed with MPD until I was 10 but knew I had it from the age of 8(before my fathers passing). We go to therapy once every two weeks, and each time I leave in tears for her siding with the therapist and the therapist siding with her.

I began thinking suicidal thoughts when I was 10. I learned now that it is normal for those with MPD and depression. I was put into many different psychiatric hospitals that did not help at all, just drugging me with anti psychotics. I finally came home from the multiple hospital extravaganza at the age of 13, when I first began my love of technology, at that time I had only played the SNES, and N64, I first real "handheld" game was my DS, that had two games. It sparked my love of technology and all things creative and strange. My mother hated it and called my weird and told me her story of how she wanted to be a computer "engineer"(She does not know what that means), but dropped it due to her lack of math skills. I do also have terrible math skills, but math skills are not needed in the field of Graphic arts and Media Design, which I am taking currently at a 2 year college.

My first laptop came at the age of 16 for christmas, it was a HP G6 Pavillion. It sparked my love the internet and photoshop. My mother hated that she has to pay for Wifi, and hated that I knew the computer better then her, I quickly made a facebook, and a tumblr, and started a fake facebook profile for my "fun" activities since I still had real life friends to be "nice" too. She disliked the internet from the start. She still does in fact, she despises that all her banking is done online.

Blah blah blah, she hates the internet blah. You get it right?

So anyways, I recently at the age of 19 got a newer laptop, and have been obsessing over Minecraft, she has been pressuring me to get a job for very long, very very very very long...

I cant find a job in this market and have gone from Subway to Dunkin Donuts, to A&P and more! I've never been able to hold a job. She calls it lazy but I call it THE ECONOMY! There's no job market right now, stores are only hiring people with families that desperatly need the money not kids who need experience! We cannot get jobs, therefore no resume information therefore no job!

Blah bla blah you all know the economy in the United States is $#%^ right now. It dosent matter, nobody can get a job.

I get hassled to get a job, hassled to be off the computer more and hassled to help her do things around the house. I keep my room clean, I wash my own clothes, I pay for rent with my spare change. I have a "job" driving friends to school on certain days of the week, whatever I dont use to fill up my gas tank, goes to rent for the week. I find coins on the street, collect them for my mother's "rent jar". We live in a house that's 80% paid off, and I still gotta pay rent to live there.

Apparently rent, cleaning, washing my own clothes, and doing chores around the house isnt enough for her standards.

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