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Teen Says She Trusts Her Life Coach More Than Her Parents:

About a year ago, I began to see Shannon.

She's my life coach.Basically, my therapist, but honestly, my friend. I can confide in her without her judging me. I just don't see Shannon as help. I see her more of a best friend

that can help calm Noelle down. She can talk her down off of a cliff. But it's not solving long-term things. I can trust Shannon. Because honestly, I can't trust my mom, I can't trust Sean.

You've had some mental health placements in hospitals. One assessment, April 15th of '17 said, "There is a vague report of discipline. "It seems that the client's mother

"utilizes healthcare professionals "as a means of intervention for behavioral issues. "You read that, right? I did.

What do you think they're talking about there? Well, so I only put her in one.

And then, her therapist referred her to the other one after the stealing of a car.

The same person that wrote that is actually the one that referred her to the longterm,

the residential facility. She got in my car and she was banging her head on the windows, saying the voices were telling her to hurt herself. So I took her to a therapist. And she told me that if I did not take her that night, that she would turn me into CPS for negligence of a parent.

Because they were 100% real and she wanted to hurt herself, and she'd been cutting.

So I took her where I was told to. And you've missed, so far, this year, 26 days of school?

Mm-hmm. Why? Some days, it's really, really hard to just move.

It's. Oh, I get it. I, yeah, it's hard to get out of bed. It's hard to even go downstairs

to get something to eat. And then, she wants to tell me that I'm playing the victim card

whenever I tell her how depressed I am. And she tells me to tell Shannon about it.

Or she tells me to do this or do that or go take my medication. But really, if I'm having a panic attack, or if I'm telling you how sad I am or how I actually feel, try a hug.

It's mental illness, mental illness. Mental illness is not like, my daughter feels horrible about herself, let me hug her. It's, "Take your medicine." It's, "Do you need to go to a hospital?"

"Do you need?" It's mental illness before it's me. And you understand that you can be a little prickly? Yes, yeah, yes, I understand that. It's kinda like hugging a porcupine sometimes?

Yeah, yeah. She tells me to get off of her all the time. "Don't touch me, get away from me."

If she sends me into a panic attack, then I obviously do not want her to hug me.

Right.