Not to necropost in my own thread, but... (long story incoming)
We have a cottage by the sea which I hate for various reasons which I won't detail here, but it's basically hellish for any teenager, especially in Winter. This year we were going down for Easter and I was having to revise for my GCSEs down there, which only makes matters worse. Now my sister just came back from Uni, and was debating whether to bring her boyfriend down to the cottage with her. I was fine with this as if she did I could bring a friend with me too. Then I was told he definitely wasn't coming, so no need for a friend, it would just be now-rare family time with just the four of us. But then yesterday, the day before we went down, it turns out, gasp, he probably is coming, far too late for me to change my plans and invite a friend.
Now, this is in no way the end of the world, but when you consider I'm a moody teenager who hates our cottage anyway, and will be revising for hateful exams the whole time we're down there, this hardly helped things. So I overreacted and got very angry at her, and this morning she said she was going to leave early to avoid being with me any longer. My parents were shocked and appalled at this, as my sister comes back so rarely from Uni, and is always their ray of happiness when she does because our family can avoid arguments if we're not together for too long, so my parents ordered me to make nice to her or I would be punished accordingly. Naturally I was very angry by this point, as my Easter holidays were just a mass of revision in a place I hate, now with a person I didn't care for as well. While I was overreacting, I admit, I was still angry.
Eventually though we all had a good cry and made up in the car. But before that, when I had my iPod in, my mum, dad and sister all had a conversation IN THE CAR WITH ME when they thought I was oblivious and enjoying my music. But I stealthily paused And Justice For All and listened in, and what I heard hurt quite a bit.
Basically, my mum hates the fact it's just her and me in the house until my dad gets home from work very late every day, because I'm uncommunicative and grumpy after school. She said, truly enough, that I just come home and stay in my room, then come down for dinner, watch some Frasier with her, and 'that's it' as she so aptly put. Apparently I'm also NEVER happy, as when I received the certificate telling me I'd got a distinction in a guitar exam I 'barely smiled'. (although this was just so I didn't appear smug)
While all of this is true, am I really the only teenager in GCSE year who is miserable and stays in their room most of the time? I'm perfectly happy and animated with my friends at school, but I admit I'm curt and irritable afterwards at home, mainly because I have yet more homework to get on with anyway.
What should I do DTF? I'm actually very worried, I don't want to be effectively ruining my mum's life so I suppose I should talk to her and prove I'm not clinically depressed and in need of help as she suspects. To anyone who tries to help, thank you for suffering through that wall of text.