So judging by the title, you probably expect not the best stuff to talk about.

*breathes in*

I’m having issues at home that are starting to take a physical toll on my body. It is no longer just mental. I’ve been dealing with constant yelling and belittling from my family, specifically my father. It’s gotten to the point where in some cases my father has nearly gotten violent with me. Ever since the Halloween candy incident, where my had pushed me into the stand for the television and I manage to sustain a long scrape on the right side of my body for him doing so, he’s been trying his best to not hit me or injure me again. But with the medication that he has been taking, he seems to grow more violent and get rather weird mood swings. To those of you who don’t know, my father takes opioids for pain. He had his knee cap replaced with a titanium plate. Someone at his job academy shattered his knee cap with one hell of a kick. The particular opioid that he takes is Percocet. Some of you may know it by names of Hydrocodone or Oxycodone. The effects of that medication, aside from hindering your ability to operate machinery properly, are hallucinations and mood swings.

I’m in a rather tight spot and a rather dangerous situation with this factor in place. Aside from the danger factor being in place, I’ve been dealing with my family being very lacking in understanding how tired I am from coming to work and why my college assignments take a while to get any progress done. My parents expect straight A’s out of me and yet they give me a “curfew” or time limit as to when I can do my homework. It made sense back in grade school, but this isn’t the case anymore. Being in college and studied art, no less, requires me to dedicate countless hours at night to my work. I get home late from work on top of that because I got there when I finish class some days.

Lately I’ve had to cut two days out of my work schedule just so I can attend school more and focus on my studies, just like my parents demanded of me. That results in me getting less pay and making it even harder on me in hopes of moving out (Because whoopdedoo, I pay about half of my paycheck for rent at home. I pay $100 every two weeks. I only earn about $200 every paycheck the moment.). My parents are extremely controlling and possessive over my education and my life at home in general. If I ever pass the time that they give me to work on my shit, they start to fight about it to one another, I get roped into it and suddenly they’re yelling at me about how I’m basically tearing the family apart. These situations take total 180s on a weekly basis and I am really growing bored and tired of this treatment.

Aside from the fighting relating to my homework, I also have to deal with constant confiscation of items that I need for homework such as my phone and my laptop. I just recently had my laptop take away again (and for one of the dumbest reasons I have ever heard, and that excuse had been used before back when I was younger) because apparently my dad almost dropped/broke it from where I had left it so I could use for later. I had it in a carrying case that was lightly padded. It was in a padded chair next to one of his bags that he uses for work. And his excuse was that he didn’t see it even though the colour of my carrying case relative to his bag are quite different. My carrying case is a darker colour than his bag so I don’t see this punishment having any sort of rational thought or the excuse my dad used.

It’s driving me insane that my parents impose these punishments that forcibly slow my progress and yet they expect so highly of me and hope that I get good grades. Getting good grades means that I would have the ability to complete my homework no problem. But unfortunately I’m dealing with several problems. Recently I’ve been looking around to see who could help me out with this situation and one of my friends suggested that I look around for cheap efficiency homes, kind of like studios. Unfortunately the cheapest ones here in Florida are about 500 to 600 dollars a month. If I can’t even afford that myself and worse yet, I wouldn’t even be able to feed myself.

I would really appreciate it if you guys could give me any sort of advice or tips on how to get out of this household because I’m at the point where I cannot handle these situations any longer. The amount of stress that I have already agitates my stomach enough. I am diagnosed with acid reflux. I don’t wish to have more stress pile up on me.

Any sort of help means a lot to me. Thank you…