u/AveryThatMellow

Me (14, F.) My Dad (46, M), My Mom (40, F).

So yesterday I was at my mom's work (she works at a small post office, on a very busy road. like, the speed limit is 35, but people go 60.) just to do school, (I am homeschooled.) because some of my videos for my lessons won't work on my laptop (I use Linux, and I'm assuming it's because I need windows for that.) and my mom asked me yesterday to move the jeep back, out of the way from the stairs to her office (There's a small sidewalk and a spot for cars to pull in and park, telephone poles on each end.) and I moved it back (with her in the car beside me.) just fine, careful and easy right? but when I was asked again if I wanted to move it up, I said sure, and when I got in I eased up the jeep to the steps, but I HATE it when people are trying to help me and abruptly say 'STOP' right? I kinda freaked out and accidentally hit the go pedal. It wasn't full speed, but it gave us a little boost and I hit the keep into the pole in front. luckily I am safe and ok, but my mom was like "it's okay, this was the best-worst-case scenario." but I was really stressed out. my dad would be super angry about it. my brother (16) just got his license and has to start driving himself to school, and I thought it's cool to learn so my mom wanted to help me a little, or so I think. the front is mostly ok, just the left rim part is broke and the turn signal is out. the brights work and everything, my mom asked if they worked while she tried it out, and it's fine. I feel super guilty about it, and I feel like i failed my parents. once I got back, my dad was angry about it (who wouldn't be), and then came in my room (I have a bunk-bed and I was laying on my sisters bottom bunk crying.) and said "I'm not mad at you, these things happen. you know now what that g-a-s pedal can do." (can't type g-a-s or it's against guidelines.) then he closed my door, I had chilli for dinner, i was really upset still. before we went home me and my mom (and my baby brother, 9 months) went to pick up medicine. I was crying and upset the whole way but my mom kept saying "Hey, it's OK. it's not your fault." because my household already has shit luck with cars, they are always breaking down or always having an issue that costs an arm and a leg. My mom is the only one who works, not including my brother, which he's working a summer job and for a welding place (they only call when they need him). He's not exactly raking in anything grand, and Im starting my summer job in June I think, so it's not like we can help with costs and repairs. but later that night, when everyone ate and I went to bed and my sister and brother, they began to argue. the kind of arguing that makes the neighbors call 911 or something, screaming and yelling. I felt like it was all my fault, but my dad was arguing with my mom saying "SHE'S 14, WHY ARE YOU LETTING HER DRIVE THERE. IF YOU WANTED HER TO DRIVE I COULD'VE TAKEN HER TO (a place i wont name because it'd give where Im from.)" there was a lot of back and fourth and it was loud, I was half expecting my dad to barge in our rooms and demand our electronics like before, because he thinks we're always on it or something, but I don't even have a phone and neither does my brother. I don't have socials, like tiktok, snapchat, instagram, or anything. I only have youtube. but Im kinda stuck right now because my mom is covering for someone this morning, she gets back at 11:40-ish and I know more arguing is gonna happen.