My Struggle

I have a really good life at school, but my home life isn’t so good. Ever since I started high school my mom has set stricter rules. I’m really getting sick of it. A couple weeks ago she got so mad at me for saying “okay” to her when she told me to dust. in fact, she got so pissed off she grabbed my arms, then my neck, and then my head and squeezed as hard as she could. I guess you could say she abuses me verbally with “You’re going to kill me.” and “You are the worst child.” She has never apologized to me because she can’t handle being wrong. I’ve really considered going to live with my dad, so my life would be better. I started to cut in 7th grade, she has found out and put me in counseling, but she still thinks I do it because of boys when I really don’t. I do it for 3 reasons.
1. How my mother abuses with her words and it’s EXTREMELY hurtful when she is supposed to care for you and love you no matter what.
2. I have a issue with my hair. It’s called alopecia areata. I’ve struggled with it since 4th grade and I went to a dermatologist every month to get injections to help my hair grow back. At first they helped but a year ago I lost all my hair and quit the injections. I’m proud to say that I’m having some re-growth(: But I wear a wig, and I haven’t had it for a year yet and it’s already breaking. I found out a couple weeks ago that all the freshman at my school know about it…\:
3. My mother never has anything nice to say about my dad. I love my dad to death and rarely get to see him. She will say “He doesn’t love you.” “he doesn’t care about you.” She will always turn things around so it’s his fault instead of hers. Over the course of the summer she and him got into a fight about paying for my new 650$ wig.