My Mother Treats Me Badly

For as long as I can remember, my mother has been arguing with me for the slightest thing, shouting and insulting me. He keeps telling me how stupid and stupid I am and how no one would like me. He said that I had a low general culture and that I would not succeed in anything. Her words are not justified because I, like any girl, like boys. They say I'm cute. I'm really not ugly, nor am I stupid. This year is my last at school and I enrolled in lessons to take the exams. My father found a woman who was a teacher, then became an inspector, and is now a literature expert and editor of one of the most famous newspapers. I explain all this to make it clear that she is an intelligent, well-read woman. She said that it is clear from the essays I write that I have a talent for writing, but also a high general culture. As I said, my mother had said the opposite. It's normal to have a different taste than my mother, but she constantly teases me that the movies I watch are stupid. Similarly, if I tell her about a boy I like, she says it's nonsense. It has always been so. Her words are: "Stop doing this nonsense and watch your studies."

My success in school has always been excellent. Sometimes it was below 5.50, but I was always a good student. I know that learning is important for the future, but I am also a person and the tremors of my heart do not pass me by. I think it's normal to be passionate like any young person. I had even fallen in love with a boy and we had a relationship, but he left me.

I experienced it extremely hard, and she did not stop scolding me that when I am not in the mood, I fail hers as well. That's when we were going on vacation and before that I was sad. She didn't try to understand me, she didn't even know how much I loved this boy and how much I cared for him. He was my first love and it was hard for me to break up with him, and she didn't stop scolding me not only for "spoiling her fun", but for other things that were insignificant. I experienced my pain with the help of my friends. Only from them did I receive understanding and support. If I tell her, she starts screaming.

That's why I keep everything to myself, and if she accidentally finds out, she's angry that I didn't tell her. I have a younger sister and I watch her often, but she says it doesn't mean anything. I don't go to discos, I don't smoke, I don't drink alcohol and I don't change boys like handkerchiefs. I like to paint or write, and she scolds me for that too. If I try to talk to her, she tells me I'm disrespectful. He comes out with the excuse that I have everything. That's right, I was not left naked and hungry, but during my teenage years, I lacked full-fledged conversations, support.

I am lucky that my girlfriends are good people and are always by my side, otherwise, I would be completely alone. I used to leave Skype on. She was sitting in front of the computer, ostensibly to check something. Then she rummaged through the chronologies and told my father what she had read and even scolded me for some things because my friends and I had been doing nonsense. For example, a boy wanted me to give him advice on how to please a girl. She gave birth to me at the age of 23 but became pregnant very soon after she married my father. I feel like I showed up at the wrong time and that's why she hated me.

My father always protects me from her and stands by my side, but she also quarrels with him and makes it even harder for me that there are quarrels between them because of me. I can't wait to get out of this house. I don't care about her money. I want to live in peace. Do you think I'm right about the reason he treats me like that? Why does he always underestimate and humiliate me? Am I that bad? Thanks for reading my story!