So my mom relapsed a while ago and I had to stay at my aunt's for a while. It was not great there, but it was not terrible either. Kids screaming everywhere and weird crap going on all the time, I just did not want to be there before summer got out so I was placed with my Christian step-father. I got to go to a school I went to earlier last year (Granite Falls High school) and things were good, until he asked me if I wanted to go to church. I told him yes just to get him off my back a little but my mistake. He began trying to get me to do a bunch of Christian stuff that I did not want to do.
Finally, I told him I was still Atheist (because he knew I was before) and he got angry. He gave me a long discussion on how it was disrespectful to go into a church being an Atheist and shut out everything they said. Which was totally not true! I tried my hardest to keep an opened mind, but I unintentionally kept contradicting what they were saying because it was too easy for me. So I kept going to that church service for their donuts. Finally I got sick and tired of them and just stopped going.
Then we lost that house. We had to move in with another Christian family (whose kids are even more annoying than my aunt's) and we're sleeping in the living room. Well, my step-father kept on saying, "Man, see what happens when you pray?"
At first I just nudged it off and continued on, but they are becoming more and more frequent. Now we want to move out of our friend's house because of the children and how dirty everything is all the time and my step-father is looking for houses. He found like, four but we still haven't moved. He keeps saying he's seeing houses for sale and that he is getting deals on houses in town and stuff but we still aren't moving.
I'm writing a book. It's not something my step-dad or my brother (who is also living with us) would enjoy. It's has nothing to do with Atheism or anything, I just don't think they would enjoy a Zombie book. Anyways, I've been trying to write at the house for two days but every time I do and my step-father catches me he makes me do something. It could be anything like, "Ty, take out the garbage real fast then fold all the clothes, then get dressed and go to bed."
I try to ask him if Brandon (my younger brother) could do something, like folding the clothes so I have time to write for a little bit and he gets angry and tells me that I just need to listen to him and not fight over chores. I wasn't fighting over chores, I just asked politely if I could write for a little, but whatever. I'd get up and do it then go to bed without getting a word down. I know he may not really be trying to make it so I can't write, but it feels like it. If I don't do something right when he asks he'll just stare at me until I get up to do it. Like last night, I was folding some clothes when he tells me to go brush my teeth and go to bed so I was finishing up my clothes and he stood at the foot of the stairs for the whole time and stared at me until I finally got up and saw him staring, then I asked him if he was watching me the whole time and he says, "That's not important, just go brush your teeth and go to bed."
I always feel awkward around him and when he tries to talk to me my heart leaps out of my chest. I don't want to live with him anymore and I wish my mom (who is doing better now) would hurry up and move down here so I can live with her. Holy crap I wrote a lot. Hopefully none of you get bored of it. I just needed to vent anyways so, yeah. If you made it down here than thanks for reading this giant wall of text that I have written.
Damn, my uncle is a dick. Always knew it though. Christians are the biggest hypocrites on the face of the planet. Besides, ask him about when he stole money out of my coin collection or when he stole mine and your grandpa's guns and took them to a pawn shop along with some of his coin collection.
Gold Viking coin dated 1112; worth about $90,000. He probably sold it for a few hundred.
Uncirculated Confederate $1 bills: Worth about $160.00 each. I had four and they were in tamper-proof glass cases.
Uncirculated 1930's $2 bills: I had 24, now I have none!
Next time he pisses you off throw that in his face and tell him he IS the true definition of a Christian then tell him "Gods are fragile beings, they can be snuffed out with science or a dose of common-sense."
Don't beat yourself up about the grades, you have a lot on your plate, just try to get them up as best you can. If you could really dive into studying and join some free clubs it could help.
Talk to your school counselor as often as possible. You should explain your situation to them. They can help you with financial aid and college applications. Focusing on the future might help you through this tough time.
It sounds like your step dad is at least trying, hopefully you feel safe with him.
I don't even like writing anything on the internet for the fear that he will read it. I am super paranoid about that and have to look over my shoulder when on Facebook or anything even when he is not home. I am planning to look for jobs because I just turned 16 on the 16th and I will not be able to get into clubs if I work. I want to do Baseball, but I do not know how my work and Baseball will work out together.