Does age matter in High School?

My parents lied to me about my own age. What would you do?

• OH MY GO**^&%&^%&%^). Here's the wool over my eyes. It's along the same lines of finding out your parents were not really your parents in your 40's, but maybe it's worse. With a little math and science, and apparently a whole lot of missing the obvious but for obvious reasons, I am just coming upon realization with shame and embarassment to say the least that my parents lied to ME ABOUT MY OWN AGE SINCE 4 YEARS OLD AND HAVE HAD ME BELIEVING IT. Who checks out to see that they really are the age your parents tell you you are when you have no math skills and then grow up years after years believing it to be the case. Every do the math you might ask? Nope, why would I do the math on my own age. I grew up believing the false believe but one which apparently ended up to be self created that each year at my birthday, the one year older that the math was meant to be. I am 45 this year, no actually 44 this year now. How many people can genuinly lose an entire whole year in just two days of playing around with some numbers? No wonder I could never figure out for sure at what age I was "deflowered", and he's some more news, I wasn't deflowered, I WAS RAPED! And sadly it felt like rape too, and several years later when I told my mother and step-father that this had felt like rape, they only told me that it was because I was too young, and not indeed because I was so young that statutory rape was really what happened. Not only this, but my mother who knew I was getting close to my 18 year old high school boyfriend at 15 years (told 16) was having a fit. We began fighting and at 16 (told 17) I moved out, AND MOVED IN WITH HIM. Another fit, and his parents also called and apprised, until months later he said he couldn't financially support us when I was living with my rapist and couldn't fall asleep in the same bed with him, traumatized by being painfully raped as a child and a minor, but wanting to get away from my abusive family as well. How did this all happen? My mother had wanted to get rid of me out of the house when I was four, being that she was working on having 2 more, and I had two older siblings as well. So she changed my age and sent me to school, when legally I should have had to wait another year. I went through social problems all through my school years, as I just wasn't the developmental age of my schoolmates a year older than me, and hadn't developed relationships early on in Kindergarten at 4. No wonder Maggie complained I put black in her yellow sun, I didn't have the maturity level of the 5 year olds. Jeez, and I thought I was just a terrible person, and maybe this wasn't so nice, but obviously I was in over my head. My story goes on and on and on. When I was 15 and told that I was 16, I was driving around with my mother teaching me the ropes, and even got my licence to drive at this age as well. Did my older sisters understand what had happened. Later was ostracized by them, my oldest sister not wanting anything to do with me, what secrets they kept, I bet she knew, my other older sister too, the younger ones now as well I wonder? In fact things are starting to add up, as my high school "boyfriend" apparently didn't do the math right away and was waiting in the wings 3 after before my 16th birthday, to then perform statutory rape on a minor, who thought she was 17 because her parents wanted to get her out of the house so that they could go to work apparently, or some other reason I don't know, which was what I would think is beyond abusive, knowing the results and what upheaval this has caused me in my life. What I could never understand. Well, Todd my high school boyfriend and his family must have figured all this out, with how he later acted, and kept the wool pulled right over my eyes. In fact, had he done the math, which was his responsibility at 18 years of age, instead of grinding away at a minor he might have waited until I was of age. I felt raped. The law states that it doesn't matter what age a child says she is, that it is the responsibility of the of age adult to be sure he isn't raping a child, which I was at the time. I think that this experience really wrecked havac on my well - being, and my abusive family was also at fault. My mother stood by knowing that I was being raped as a minor child, living with her rapist, as she went beserk as we got to know each other and worse when we moved in together because she was going nuts. No wonder she was, her secret had been well hidden for years, and what if it came out now, when the word was that I was 17 but was still considered a child really being 16. Only she knew, and she came to me one day, I think trying to figure out if I had yet done the math, saying that she couldn't do anything "if I was 17" full well knowing I was 16. She later attempted to leave me in a gas filled room, and also have me committed w

• Answer:

  Jesus Christ you could have made your point in half the time. Maybe they were fed up with your relentless ranting and sought to rid themselves of the horror you brought them, including irritating you with a lie about your age.