As someone posted
here:
This is exactly why the medication for my behavior is useless. If I'm upset enough, I run the risk of acting out no matter how much medication I take. I'm not going cold turkey either. Last night, I skipped 1 of my 4 pills. A month from now, I plan to reduce it to 2 pills, and in 2 months, reduce it to one pill before finally going off of the medication for good.
As for wearing around my parents, that's something I'm just not comfortable with. I know that what I said to my mom was wrong, and I've already apologized. Not to mention that what I said pales in comparison to what she says to me and my dad when she's angry. How many times have others here been called "cocksuckers?" Or "anus sphincters?" Or been told "You're lucky I don't have a gun!"? Or been told that "heads are going to roll?" Or have had your mom say "Look in this mirror!," then proceed to pull down her pants and show off her butt? When she behaves like this, is it really any wonder that I won't miss her if she dies? I'm no saint, but neither is my mom.
My dad doesn't know about what I'm hiding yet, and I don't feel comfortable telling him. I like the idea of a new day contract, and I'm definitely going to discuss it with them. I'll also be looking for a new psychologist.
Here are some other responses that really resonate with me about how trapped and helpless I feel: