So I’m 17. I’m trans but still in the closet. Mom kinda knows but dad still isn’t too much of believing me. My dad just got back about month or two ago after getting locked up. And he’s back to living with me and my mom. My mom is technically my aunt but she’s always been like a mom to me and she has full custody if me. I still see bio mom.

With my mom, I feel like I’m always listening when something’s wrong. Like she always says when she’s upset and tells me what someone did or something. And I don’t mind listening but it happens all the time. I feel like a therapist. I had fi do that with bio mom when I was younger. I was taken out of an environment that wasn’t healthy for me but the scars were already so deep.

I don’t want to seem like I’m ungrateful cause I swear I’m not. I’m not a happy person, I’m really not but I feel like I’m always getting in trouble for what someone else does.

I’m always getting yelled at, always doing something wrong. It’s just exhausting. I already struggle with depression, diagnosed with borderline. I hallucinate and am on tons of medications that I wish I didn’t have to be.

It’s just like, every time I try to talk it’s always so many people have it worse than you. And I get that. I have it good compared to others but that doesn’t take away everything I’ve been though. All the things I had to see, that I felt.

I’m just so tired. I just want someone to listen. For someone to believe me. And I know mom means well, I just feel like, I’m treated like a child and then told to act like an adult but when I act like an adult I’m being disrespectful or something.

If I get a bit upset, she starts acting like she’s gonna cry, or when I try to hug or talk to her she pulls away. I just, I needed to let it out..