Hi,
I am with this boy, and let me start off by saying that I have my challenges- this plays a part in this story. I am a physically handicapped teenager who is 16. I was born with a disability called Cerebral Palsy- I can’t walk.
Secondly, the relationship I have with this boy is approved by absolutely no one. My circumstances, are more common than I may think, but to me they just stand out. I live with my two elderly grandparents.(66 years old). My grandfather has heart disease and is a diabetic. My biological parents are divorced, my Dad is out of state for work. He has a girlfriend and they have a son on the way, and I am very happy for him. It seems at times that life isn’t always fair for my grandparents. As Thanksgiving approaches, I am very thankful for them, and for my family.
However, this boy and I are teenagers. We met when I was 7. He’s 15. At age 12 he made the mistake of putting his hands on me out of frustration, and trust me, he learned his lesson rather fast. We haven’t done things in the past that prove responsibility, but we’re teens right? Bound to screw up with some things. Once, we got caught kissing on the front porch. My Dad was rather frustrated, he drove to my house, but he can’t punish his little girl. I ended up getting a new cell out of it all and a lecture.
Recently, I’ve had trouble in school with some issues that I’d rather not go into. I was confiding in this boy about it for a very long time, and not telling my family because I feel as if I can’t talk to my grandparents because they have a lot on their plate. However, in the process of dealing with this issue something arose where my text messages needed read, and the texts from him were found.
All we talked about was making out and about how much we love each other- but at that time I was in a really vulnerable spot, and I was reaching out to him, so of course I wanted to hear an "I love you." or two. I admit, I was wrong. I apologized. But, now I’m not allowed to text him until further notice, and neither he or I think it’s fair, and we think my grandparents are overeating. My grandmother is persistent, and consist, on insisting we are not "together" when we have been for a little over a month now, and we’re going to be.
The bond hasn’t been something that has developed overnight though- he was there when my Dad took ill with cancer, and when my parents were going through their own struggles. We really love each other A LOT, and no one seems to see that? How can we help them realize that our love is true, and that I should be allowed to text him? I mean I know everyday the choices I make tell what I am and who, but when do you draw the line? I am an honor’s student with great and well maintained grades.
Shouldn’t I be allowed a little freedom?
Belle
Please excuse my spelling and grammar errors, I hope that they’re not too bad.
My Dad doesn’t wanna get in the middle because he doesn’t live with me.
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