Tonight (last night), I couldn't sleep (again. And much of it is stress inflicted by none other than my mother.) I decided, rather than wasting my night on the internet, I would take initiative to work on getting this hellhole of a room cleaned, and I did. Just because I stayed up all night (which I tend to anyways, at times), and cleaning my room no less (and did successfully clean it, all I have to do now is vaccuum), something every single parent in the world would be thought to appreciate, I got yelled at because "you should be sleeping your day away like usual" (which I also get yelled at for... I got yelled at this morning for not waking up when I set my alarm because we lost power, and my alarm was therefore off, and therefore wasn't there to wake me up, and I wasn't informed that I needed to reset it untill a few hours after I set it for (about 5 hours.)) I really think this is both hypocritical and generally yet another sign of bad parenting. I mean, I know I shouldn't stay up all night, but at least I was being productive. I know sometimes I'll probably have to do that in college (when I'm actually full time), to get projects done, but apparently my parents would rather me sleep the day away. Good work ethic there, huh?
And, aparently somehow, that evil internet kept me up, and must have FORCED me to clean my room, because they went as far as to tell me that I'm grounded from the internet (Oh no. Then I'll just stay up bored in my room, probably either thinking, worrying about death/infinity, programming, or masturbating, all of which are my usual night-time activities when I can't sleep.) They sure got all the solutions, I tell ya.
My counselor reccomended me try something to help me sleep. I told her I refuse to take drugs after what they put me through last time with ADHD "medicine", and so she reccomended me a natural herbal remedy for sleeping problems (and no, I don't mean pot. ) My mom, as usual, failed to even take notice that I said I would try it, and since she didn't want to go to the store on her way home to get whatever it was, she simply denied the fact that I said I would try it (She does that to me all the time, though, like she can just tell me what I did and didn't say, and I would accept it as the truth.) So, here I am with the internet being to blame for every single one of my problems, and not even the slightest morsel of it falls on my parents' shoulders.
I really don't remember what the point of this topic was going to be, I guess it was just to vent. I can't wait untill I get out of this house (which my mom is now trying to stop me form doing, after just a week ago trying to kick me out, and going as far as to almost having me arrested, and having an Order of Protection against me. If it isn't obvious by now, she's pretty much trying to make my life hell, for some reason or another.)