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Input: So for context my (17f) parents have been much more controlling/ protective of me than my friends parents have been for pretty much my whole life. When I was younger I couldn’t go outside and play or walk to school despite us living in a relatively safe neighborhood, I didn’t have a phone until I was 15 ect ect all the normal strict parent stuff

Last night my expense report from my bank was delivered, and after looking it over I left it out on the kitchen table not thinking anything of it. (all the money in the account is mine- I have a job and have a good amount saved up. Both my parents names are on the account bc I am a minor) While I was in the shower my mom looked through it and confronted me later about the charges on it. 

There were charges for a small coffee shop, chick fil a, and one at the local mall, all of which she was quite upset about. I hadn’t told her when I went to these places, and it is an expectation of my parents to know when I leave for school, arrive at school, leave for home, arrive at home ect ect and I get bombarded with texts and calls if I forget to let them know about one step of the process. In my mind I know this is bc they worry about me, but it has gotten exhausting and feels unnecessary. 

It is also quite difficult to ask to make plans, as most of the time they will say no unless I ask a week beforehand with addresses and exact times on hand.

All of this is expected despite the fact they have trackers in both my phone and my car, and can see where I am without grilling me 24/7.

The combination of all of this (plus other forms of lack of privacy and general overbearingness that I don’t have the time to get into right now) has driven me to the point of lying to their faces. I will say I’m home after school when I’m really hanging out with friends or getting coffee, and this has worked for a while. Until now of course. 

I don’t feel like this is a big deal. Almost every other person my age can go wherever and hang out with their friends, and as long as they are home by curfew, it’s no big issue. I’ve never had that, and I’m losing relationships with my friends because of it. My parents said I was putting myself in a lot of danger (especially by going to the mall -my mom has got this idea in her head that I’m going to get shot if I go there even though we live in a very safe part of town) and by lying about where I am I have only proved I’m not ready for the responsibility of being let a bit of freedom. 

So my question is— am I genuinely the ungrateful immature child my parents made me out to be and I should just suck it up for the next few years—or is this a normal reaction from someone who has been heavily micromanaged and sheltered their entire life and is desperate for a bit of autonomy? 

lying to my overbearing parents about "going out" after school to get food or coffee with friends