Do you ever feel like you're just being dramatic, because everyone has got it so much worse than you?
I started playing basketball this year. The first game I ever played was against my year group. Kids that talk behind my back, laugh at me, and hate me. But we won. 46-8
My team has kinda just gotten worse from there. That same team that we went against that night beat us by 15 points the last game we played.
We played them literally 20 minutes ago, and lost 14-18. Our real coach is on a holiday in America, so of course my dad coached. (He's a coach for other teams and my brothers team as well). I still don't fully understand all the rules, yet he's screaming at me from the sidelines and grabbing my shoulders at half time to tell me things I can't even understand. It ended up with me having a mental breakdown in the bathrooms of the arena thingy.
Then there's my phone. My friends are always telling me that they are on their phones until 2 in the morning, and they're always allowed on it. My parents could not give a fuck about my grades, or swearing, anything like that. They know I'm queer, and don't care.
But my phone.
I can't TOUCH it until I ask. I'm only allowed on it for a limited time each day. I'm not allowed it in my room. My parents take it into their room and hide it when I go to sleep. It's taken off me for days when I don't abide these rules. I always thought they were doing these things to protect me, and keep me safe. Up until they started going through my phone. My photos, search history, google tabs, apps, everything. I hate overreacting. I know there are people out there that have it way worse than me. People get abused, disowned, hurt, by their parents. And I'm complaining about my parents going through my phone. I feel like I'm exaggerating. I love my parents. My mum especially. But I'm scared of overreacting. Any tips?
And then there's instagram.
(I mostly just post my drawings so here's the link if you want it: https://www.instagram.com/27quil/ )
My parents almost had a heart attack when they found out I had instagram. I never even show my face, and it's on private. And then they almost had a major heart attack when they found out I have an online friend, as they think he's trying to steal money off me!! (we literally just talk about bluey?!) .
Please help. I feel like I'm overreacting. My parents are fucking amazing and I wouldn't change them for the world, but how do I sort this shit out???
Lani out :)
