Moving Day

Good morning, internet! I woke up this morning and a small realization hit me. At the end of this month, I'm moving out of my psycho father's house and in with my mom :]. It's almost the end of May!! It's just around the corner! I've been packing starting yesterday, as before I wasn't exactly provided boxes, but now I'm packing my things, and soon the freedom bell will chime! Now, you may or may not be asking, "Wdym your dad is psycho?? How is your mom any better?" Let me start off by saying I'm a 16 year old transgender male struggling with schizophrenia, autism, and about 3 other mental illnesses. My dad, and step mother, are well aware of this, yet they are the exact definition of stigmatic. They treat me like a 2 year old, then expect me to have straight A's when I'm rotting in my room, isolated, and living in the middle of nowhere. The phone I'm using to be on here is some crappy Samsung S3. That I stole. I'm not kidding. I'm happy I have this device though, as if I didn't have it, I'd have no outlet and wouldn't be able to meet cool people such as you guys! Now, my mom, on the other hand of this, is a sweet lady who supports me on whatever I am going through. She does suffer from a head injury from 8+ years ago, but she's thriving now, and that's all that matters. I'd much rather live with a parent who calls me her son, rather than parents who SCREAM at me whenever I sign my preferred name on a school paper. Well, that's all I wanna ramble about for now. I may back later, but only time will tell :]. Seeya for now, Internet! -Sincerely, Dale