I'm 21. My parents are both emotionally abusive, especially my mother. The marriage is also broken and toxic. I was away for two years at college then came back home during my junior year for nursing school (it was ten minutes from the house). I'm not in nursing school anymore as I now commute to about forty-five minutes to school. My mom is always controlling about what I wear, where I am, etc. I usually stand up for myself, which has resulted in big arguments. I do go out and make sure to inform both my mom and dad. I'm currently a full-time college student and have a part-time job. I do not have a set curfew, but I usually try to make it home before 12 or 12:30.
So last night, I got home at 12 and I told my mom where I was going as she asked me three times. I was only sixteen minutes away. It was raining at the time. She called me at ten and eleven. I didn't answer both. She then to come home because I was not at my school library and went to another one. So I got home and explained to her the place has security. Fast forward to this morning, I didn't know my right tire was flat. Instead to help, she was yelling and was like "You think you are smarter than me? See why I said to come home early" luckily, my phone died and I just got ready for school. My dad took my car and changed the tire. So he comes back right. I told him I'm not about to controlled and none of my friends have curfews (most live with their parents as well).
So a few hours ago, my mom calls and starts screaming at me. Saying that I can't stay out late until I have a spare tire, that I'm not wise (mind u, I don't do anything bad. I don't drink or smoke. Usually help out around the house. Study and work. Go out and usually inform them), how I think I know too much, how I am rebelling. And while I was defending myself, she hung up on me then called back. I temporarily blocked her number as I was not about to get all those insults. She even said to come home early for the sake of how her dad is treating her - she is also verbally and physically abusive to my dad but doesn't want to admit to herself. I also told her I am not a scapegoat. Because to make things worse, my dad lied to my home that I came with him to the tire shop whilst I was getting ready at home the whole time.
I'm honestly just tired. I'm in school right now, which is forty-eight minutes from home and I don't plan to come until eleven. I plan to move out near campus next semester.