My question involves child abuse or neglect in the State of: Florida
My question involves child abuse or neglect in the State of: Florida
Okay, so there are childhood things I want to put out there.
Since I was 3, this started. Parents teach their children about strangers, but my mom told me if I went outside I would be kidnapped. She made me and my brothers watch videos of kidnapping simulations until we were 10. When I was 8 in a winn dixie a man chased me, obviously trying to kidnap me, I bolted to my mom's cart where the balloons and flowers were and the man peeked around the corner. I pointed at him and said "That man tried to get me" and he stared for 2 seconds then ran off. My mom's response: "Ew"..... Along with that, constant questions about whether anyone was touching me or my brothers when we passed this house of a convicted sex offender in our neighborhood.
When I was in Kindergarten I went through a very traumatic experience of crying all day, getting yelled at for petty things like walking a few steps away from where I should be.. or crying. I got yelled at because the reason I was crying was "not good enough" but my P.E. coach berated me and made the other kids laugh at me. At the end of the day, my first day of kindergarten, I said "No one loves me. I wish I was dead". When my mom picked me up from school I was crying and told her as much as I could and she said "I'm pressing charges" but never did anything.Also during elementary school I went through a few panic attacks, one very severe and I told her I couldn't go to school. So she shoved me out of the car on to a gravel parking lot and drove away.
We had babysitters almost all the time and one was very bad. She told stories about satanism (I was 5 or 6), resulting in me not sleeping in my room until age 11 when it was remodeled.
I started to develop social anxiety at a very early age (4-5) and she didn't make any note of my behavior changes. My brother saw a psychiatrist when he first hit his pre-teen age and I told my mom I thought something was wrong with me, too. In response she shouted "No you're normal. There's nothing wrong with you. You're not like your brother"
If I cried about anything as a kid, she would shout to get me to stop. It was always for a reason. Like missing a friend or a pet dying. Not a tantrum.
My mom divorced my dad when I was 8 and disappeared for months and then tada a new stepdad within a year. My stepdad was the center of her life. She fought with him constantly and left me and my brothers in front of a TV or in our rooms. Her stepdad's mistress approached me in a public park when I was about 9 or 10 and told me she loved him, she also had his name tattooed on her calf. She worked for my school and had her son dig up personal records about me and my brother. When my mom found out, she started attacking him. I kept screaming "stop" and some guy pushed me in my mom's backseat and blocked the door. There were so many altercations I lost count. I just know when things got really bad, she would start bawling and load us in the car to go see my dad for pity and a shoulder to shower on.
My mom moved an hour away from my dad, and according to my dad, it was to keep my brothers and I away from him. We only saw him on weekends. She also took me out of the 6th grade for "home school" shortly before the move. She took me out because of an altercation I was having with a girl that was solved.
So we all did homeschool for a month. I kept asking her to teach me Math and telling her I wanted to learn things and be smart like everyone else (big misconception of society) and her response was "I know but I don't know that stuff". She had us sit in front of a computer and cheat on tests, so eventually I isolated myself in my room. During that time, I wrote a playwright.. a very sexual playwright. I was about 12 or just turning 13. Her reaction was horrendous. She made my dad yell at me and she was on speaker phone and it was just bad. When my dad tried to hug me, it felt so wrong that I instantly pulled away. When I finally got to my room, I made my first suicide attempt with a cord that failed.
Soon after, I started cutting and her response was "NO NOT HAVING THIS" even though she was a cutter, too There were a couple times that I asked her to bakeract me and she refused saying I only wanted attention, so once I tried to walk to the hospital (14 now), and when the cops brought me back she asked me "Why didn't you just tell me you needed to go!!!!!".... I never went. I've overdosed and have been hospitalized over 10 times for suicidal behavior. I've been in on residential facility for a month. My last attempt was feb 2nd 2014, overdose. ALL attempts have gone unrecognized, even telling my mom I felt suicidal her solution was "Make an appointment" and that weekend I took over 200 pills and went into cardiac arrest.
Her answer to this was sending me to a school that's now called Esteem. But the school was poorly organized and also I had basically secretly skipped 6th-8th grade, though I was passing with flying colors in most things. It was her and my dad's responsibility to pay the school bills and my mom never did according to him. And she withdrew me from that school in 10th grade before I got expelled the same day for throwing a chair at a therapist.
Basically, all my mom has done is pay a co pay here and there but refused to pay when questioned and completely cut me off her insurance last year when she knows that I need it. I'm the only one in the family that needs it.
I've been diagnosed with agoraphobia (social anxiety), generalized anxiety, severe depression, and a personality disorder. There are so many other things I'm leaving out because I'm not telling my life story, is there any chance I have a case?

