So my parents found my weed last night and we had a long crying discussion which ended up with my dad taking me to toss my stash into a dump site and agreeing that i will get my life back on track. I’ve been in therapy and on antidepressants and mood regulators for almost 4 years now, i finally told my psychiatrist that i smoke sometimes and that i am going to get sober and the same night my parents found my stuff. This morning i had a great workout session with my parents and things were fine, i came home to shower and i was in the kitchen making myself a sandwich when my mum got home and out of nowhere just started telling me that its her fault for giving me freedom to do stuff (she meant piercing my nose and colouring my hair??) because according to her people that look like me do drugs so it should’ve been expected of me. I just got really upset and started crying i was so hurt by it she saw me crying and apologised saying that she was the victim and she should be crying and that it just slipped out and she didn’t mean to say it out loud but now i know what she thinks of me and already on my first day of progress shes made me regret it.

TL;DR first day making an effort to get my life back on track and my mum constantly blames me and plays the victim