My side of the story Update

My mom introduced me to eve a few months ago and told me how she loved using it and that it would be great for me. I thought I would like it because then I could ask for advice but it's difficult when your own mother is on here. I see her post about me and my brother and even if she anon them I know because of detain which upsets me because that means anyone can know our business if they recognize the detail. I used to be afraid to talk about my mother because I live with her but CPS removed me from her home and my brother, but my brother is in the hospital. Now that I no longer live with her and live with my father, I don't care if she sees anything. My whole life she has tried to shut out my voice and I'm not allowing it anymore.

Me and my younger brother were not treated the same. I had so much pressure put on me to be the best. She didn't care what he did. If I'm not making all A's I was punished. I think my mother was trying to live through me because she took credit for ALL my accomplishments. My brother turned to drugs before he was even 13. My mom says he started smoking weed and that made him want to try other drugs but weed was never my brothers first drug. The first drug my brother ever had he was 11 and my mother gave it to him. She gave him my Adderall because she thought that would make him improve in school. He didn't have ADHD and when you don't have ADHD Adderall is like meth. I don't understand why my mom said she "gave up" on my brother when she didn't do anything to help him in school besides drug him and insult him. She insulted me a lot too if I wasn't perfect. She stopped caring when my brother embarrassed her in front of her friends coming home drunk at 13. My brother does have issues. His dad wasn't around a whole lot, but my mom has NEVER been a good mom. She used cruel bizarre punishments. I got a C in some math class once and I had to stand out barefoot in the snow in shorts for 20 minutes. My brother was failing everything class so she drove him downtown at night and told him to walk home. My mom did things like this constantly. She leaves out so much she did in her posts. And I saw people say that I'll think my mom's love is conditional. Her love isn't just conditional. Anything she gives you she takes 2 things away. My brother is 14 and has spiraled. I think in my brothers eyes my mom loves me more but she doesn't. She lives the attention my accomplishments bring her. She puts me down too. Sure she puts him down more but she doesn't worship me. My brother came out as gay when he was 13 and my mom for 3 months referred to him as faggot and refused to use his name. His drug use has gotten worse. He's overdosed 3 times. My mom has told him he's nothing and will never amount to anything. She has told him she punishes him just for bring born. My brother recently had his worse overdose. My mom said in her last post he was gone for 3days and she didn't know where he was and didn't care. I don't know is she lied or didn't notice he wasn't home but he was gone for 11 days. I try to keep track of where he is. Also my brothers father called me about my brother being in the hospital not her. He was very badly beaten up. They told us there were signs of strangulation. Signs of sexual assault and he did overdose on heroin. His dad did go through his phone and my brother had been hanging out with older men and they must have just left him outside the hospital. He went into cardiac arrest and they brought him back. Another thing that my mom lied about was saying she was "standing in shock " she was on her phone. They're trying to bring him back and she's on her phone. She didn't start "caring" until CPS go involved. That's when she played the scared mother act. I told CPS everything. Even her giving him unprescribed Adderall at 11. My brother is awake now. He's going to be ok. My dad got emergency custody and the same thing will probably happen with my brother and his dad. And my mom will probably see this and if she does, I'm not your puppet anymore. My life is my own and you're done living through it. My brother, your son almost died. You didn't give him the drugs but don't act like you didn't introduce him to drugs. He's a kid. I'm a kid. Almost an adult but that's because you destroyed my childhood. You're destroying his. There's so much I want to say to you... But Honestly fuck you! And I'll probably change my mind and chicken out and delete this whole post but at least my feelings are out there.

Update: Baby brother is doing great. Just letting you all know. And they felt the men he was hanging out with who gave him the drugs and hurt him.