I’m 16f and I live in the Netherlands. I go to my dad’s house every other week, and most of my stuff is there.
I’m not close with my mom. She used to bully me, and honestly I don’t really care about having a relationship with my parents anymore. The main problem is her house. It’s just disgusting. I can’t fully explain it, but it’s dirty, smells weird, the shower barely works, and the house looks unfinished. She doesn’t really care about cleaning.
I already didn’t like being there, but since last year I’ve been feeling more depressed, and this week I can barely do anything except cry. I really can’t handle being there anymore.
There’s also nothing to do at her house. My friends have kind of ghosted me, and I have social anxiety, so I don’t like going out alone.
Food is also a problem. My mom is vegan, but there’s barely any food I can eat, and a lot of it is expired. I usually have to buy my own groceries, and she’s not good at cooking, so I often don’t even eat dinner.
She has a boyfriend, and I really don’t like him. He makes me uncomfortable. He asks me weird questions, like whether I’ve kissed someone or if I do drugs, even when my mom is there. Then he says things like, “I don’t have a daughter, so I don’t know what to say,” as if that makes it okay—like he would talk to his son that way. I genuinely hate being around him.
Every time I tell my mom that her house is gross, she gets extremely angry.
At my dad’s house, things are different. It’s clean, I feel less depressed, and I actually have things to do. There’s normal food and a working shower. But he doesn’t like me being there. He constantly tells me to leave and go to my mom’s house at specific times, and if I’m there when I’m supposed to be at my mom’s, he gets really mad. I even asked to spend my birthday at his house, and he got angry about that too. I don’t understand why he seems to hate having me there.
My parents are still friends, and they joke about me wanting to live at my dad’s house, but I’m serious. I really can’t handle living like this anymore.
I feel like a loser. I don’t have friends, I don’t go out, and I feel like I’m bad at everything.
Every time I have to go to my mom’s house, I feel like I want to kill myself. I also do drugs to pass the time i I've picked up on sh again.
I’ve contacted child services, but they didn’t really help. I don’t have a trusted adult to talk to. Whenever I try to explain, people just tell me to be nicer to my mom, but no one tells her to change.