AITA for blowing up at my mom when she said the reason I turned out so good is because she sent me to rehab for w**d at 13?
At just thirteen, a moment of youthful rebellion ignited a storm that uprooted a boy’s fragile world.
What started as an innocent experiment with friends spiraled into a harsh exile within the cold walls of a rehab facility, isolating him from everything familiar.
Surrounded by older, broken souls battling demons far darker than his own, he faced a brutal reality that no child should endure.
In that suffocating silence, haunted by a roommate’s restless gaze and the weight of his own mistakes, he confronted the fragile line between punishment and salvation.
The experience was a crucible of fear and growth, forging a new understanding of pain, friendship, and the desperate need to escape a past that threatened to consume him.
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The original poster (OP) clearly harbors intense, unresolved anger stemming from a severe, disproportionate parental reaction to a minor infraction during adolescence.
The central conflict lies between the OP's deeply held belief that their three-month placement in a drug rehabilitation facility for sharing a single joint was traumatic and excessive, and the mother's conviction that this extreme action was necessary and ultimately beneficial for his life trajectory.
Given the significant emotional distress caused by the punitive action, was the mother's celebratory comment at Easter a justifiable expression of relief over the OP's current sobriety, or was it a profound invalidation of the OP's adolescent trauma that warrants permanent distance?
Should the OP prioritize maintaining a cordial relationship for family peace, or is the need to validate their past suffering more important?
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