meredithkat

Ever since I was 6 years old, I’ve lived at my mom’s AND my dad’s house after they got divorced. I switched houses every single Friday for all that time. And now that I’m in High School, I’ve had enough. I love my Dad so much, but we live a half hour away from all my friends, my school, and what I consider my home. People don’t invite me places because they assume I can’t come since (because of the distance) it takes forever to get me places. Also, my stepmother is verbally abusive to both myself, my father, and sometimes my sister, and I can’t stand her anymore.

I talked to my Dad about moving two weeks ago at his office. He told me three days later that he and my stepmother had decided not to change the custody agreement. Then, this week, he brought it up with Jessi there—and she got mad at me, called me all sorts of names, etcetera.

Then, yesterday morning, she hit my Dad. Repeatedly, around the head and shoulders with her fists, with me sitting right there five feet away on the couch. He didn’t even fight back.

I have to get out of this house!

Lately, I’ve been wearing hairbands on my wrist. So my new nail-biting system is every time I catch myself picking or biting at my nails, I snap the rubber band on my wrist. This way, my brain will have an expectation of pain before I even go to do the task, and this will make me want to do it less.

It worked all day yesterday…here goes DAY 2

I’ve tried everything that the websites say. Nasty-tasting nail polish (which I just eat through), gloves (which get hot and itchy and I have to take off), gum (which I can’t always have with me), carrying lotion around (Just plain ol’ didn’t work)...I’ve next-to given up. But more than anything I want to stop. It’s so annoying and unnattractive!

I guess all that’s left is…willpower.

Tomorrow, I start NOT CHEWING MY NAILS AT ALL.