Some of you may not understand why this upset me, but I hope it will make sense to some. I apologize for it being so long. This past summer, my mother tried to lock me up in a hospital. Yeah, I often talk about my feelings of suicide on here, but I had not said anything to my mother nor did I do anything that would have been considered an emergency. I want to point out that me and my mother hadn't spoken for over a month then she comes and visits my aunt. The conversation we had was so one sided: she wanted me to listen to her, but she could listen to me. She kept asking why won't get "help" she never defines what she means by that and personally I am starting to hate that word. She knows I have a therapist and even though it is financially difficult to make an appointment with her at the moment, we do keep in touch.The one thing that pissed me off was that she kept bringing up my cuts on my arm. I am very self aware of my cuts and I know that it is a negative way to cope. What made me mad was that she didn't bother to want to know why I cut or anything, she just kept pointing it out like that would magically make me stop. I wish I could point out to her that she's a childish irrational woman who doesn't practice what she preaches and then she suddenly changes. Finally, after I got tired of holding back and told her that she was not helping, she got pissy and didn't want to talk, which was fine by me. The next day, I went about my day in the house, and the next thing I know some cops show up and handcuff me. I get taken to a hospital to be evaluated. Even though you can only go by my word, I was honest; I talked about my cuts, the problems in my life, as well as any feelings of suicide. I told them I was not going to kill myself, and that most of the time, I contemplate it when things are hurting and that it is hard to go through with it. I had to speak to two people to be released, and even when that happened, my mother, out of vindictiveness, refused to let anyone pick me up. I had to walk home and I was so angry by it because I didn't do anything wrong in the first place to have to go through all of that. My mother has no idea the harm she caused nor does she care. If I were to die, it wouldn't even matter to this woman so her reasons for doing what she did were self centered. Worse yet, my family is visiting for the holidays and I fear it will not be good. I am thinking that I may try to find a way to leave town for a day or two to avoid any crap. I don't have any money, but if I gotta live like a hobo for a few days, I am willing to do it. I know that sounds stupid, but still.