A lost girl

Coming home

I told my mom I didn’t want anyone to know where I was or what happened, I wanted to go home and continue the same monotonous life I had before. But as I figure my mom can never keep her mouth shut, I know the whole planet knew where I had went. I had many friends but I’m a very shut off person, I’ve never been one to share my feelings or deep aspects of my life. I had only told one of my friends what had happened and where I went. He felt very touchy on the subject and just made jokes and asked silly questions, everyone else pretended they were clueless and didn’t know where I had went just out of an awkward and respect thing.
My dad of course was being his typical self, a controlling dick, it was awkward on the ride home since he had choose to pick me up. I begged and begged for it to be my mom, I didn’t want the first thing I had to deal with from the outer world to be negative. We stopped at a gas station and I got to look at myself in a real mirror for the first time in a week, I looked at my self and just saw the typical me broken and ugly. My father took my phone away and made me give him all my passwords. I was a good kid at the time I never did anything bad enough for him to get mad, but like always he found something. A way to take his anger out and pass on his burning rage to me. For months I didn’t have a phone and wasn’t allowed to do anything including go on walks by myself.
The way he treated me only made things worse, I’ve always had these emotions and feelings, but before they just pretended to be oblivious to me. Now that my parents realized the way I felt they tried to fix me in ways that only made me worse. Before I would always sit in my room and attempt to drown out the bad thoughts with my music but now I had no way of playing music and wasn’t even allowed in my room other than when I was sleeping.
At first my dad was very adamant that I took my medication and went to therapy, I hated both of these things. My medicine gave me headaches and my therapist helped with nothing.