Lonely
 

I got in a fight with my stepmom. I'm on lockdown. I have a police report filed against me, my parents have sent me to a psychological hospital for examination, and I'm going to juvenile court in a few weeks.

They're not letting me experience church. I can't talk to my friends. The only person I can talk to is my youth pastor that I can rarely get a hold of.

I feel lonely and cold. I've faced a fair deal of consequences, and my parents insist on giving me more. They took my phone away, read my texts, found out I was bi and with a boyfriend, and a crap load of other things. I have no windows except for this one. I have no escape. I need someone to talk to. My parents don't care all that much about me anymore.

I know this is probably nothing compared to what everyone else on here has faced. I just feel lonely. I don't feel God like I used to. This is hitting me hard. I need someone to talk to. I need someone to hold.

I screwed up. They're adding salt onto the wound. It hurts badly.