Hi guys,
I don’t know what to do. A new marking period has just begun, and all my teachers put in the assignments from SAT week. I spent most of that week studying for the SAT, so naturally most of these grades are in the A-/B range. There are lots of tests/projects that will raise my grade, as most of these assignments are just 5 to 10 point things. I’m a good student, and I’ve been getting all A’s since sophomore year (I had two A minuses freshman year).
My mom is freaking out. I tried to explain that I would make it up, and she yelled at me to shut up. I was nervous and began fidgeting, and she hit me on in the face and started screaming about how I was a retard and I should stop fidgeting. She then went upstairs and took away my Princeton and University of Chicago sweatshirts because I’m not going anywhere. And continued screaming.
This is not the first time something like this has happened. Whenever I get grades below an A she gets really angry. She takes away my phone, sometimes rips up my schoolwork, and is always screaming. Today, she forced me to go home right after school today even though NHS elections were today.
I’m okay with her yelling at me, but she calls me names like “stupid” and “retard” and “dumba**.” She’s constantly comparing me to my friends.
I don’t know what to do. I can’t bring myself to say anything to anyone in real life. My Dad doesn’t say anything, he just tries to stay out of her way. He told me that if I stay quiet, it would stop, but nothing works.
The thing that scares me is college. I’m applying to so many reach schools, and I’m scared about what she’ll do if I don’t get accepted to any. In fact, she’s forcing me to apply to all 8 Ivy leagues to increase my chances, even though I’m only interested in maybe four of the 8 ivies. I really want to go to MIT, but the classes are going to be so hard and I’ll obviously get Bs and even Cs and Ds. I’m so scared of what could happen if I don’t get all A’s, as my parents are the one paying for college.
I know I’ve said this 15 billion times, but I truly don’t know what to do. I really don’t.
Sorry for the post length, but it feels really good to let it all out.