getting my bearings straight.

for the past week or so I have bin seriously rethinking my life, my decisions and the things I just didn't do.
For most people it probably looked as if I wasn't doing anything at all, what just simply isn't true.
I'm just one of those people that goes on and on about something inside there head and doesn't utter a word or even the hint of an word till I have every angle figured out. But when I am done pondering I do have the tendency to take immediate action. What for the people in my direct surrounding after all these years shouldn't be a shock any more.
Like 7 years ago, I finally booked that trip to Los Angeles I wanted to take. I had bin planning the trip in my head for nearly 2 years, yet the time between informing the people around me and my plane leaving were on the spot of 3days and 12hours. My mother especially did not like me very much, yet even she had to agree that if there had bin more time she'd had seriously would have attempted to talk it out of my head. It was only because I'd already paid and no refunds where possible she'd decided to let me go. I thought it was a sign that she trusted me enough to let me make my own decisions, the truth was that less than a day after my plane left she went to Court and filled 'parental guidance' over me saying that my impulsive behavior was preventing me from getting the mental treatment I clearly needed.
So after coming back what was (and still is) the best trip of my life, nobody said anything to me, everybody said they were gonna wait till the pictures had gotten developed before they were gonna listen to my story's. The only person who even hinted that not everything was as it seemed was my sister, but she's a bitch so I paid her no heed. No after being back for nearly a month I found myself on the receiving end of an official letter stating that all physical and mental health decisions would be made by my mother, indefinitely or till she sees fit to hand over control. Since that day I have bin desperately trying to get control back over my life, but I cant do it bombastically for it will only proof her right. At first I just thought that I'd indulge my mother by visiting some psychiatric and doctors, trying to proof that I'm not nuts just very creative. After one year I was labelled schizophrenic (They say I hear voices, I say they are the story's I'm working on), oppositional rebellious syndrome(I don't like it when I get told what to do), bi-polar(wouldn't you be) and several other tags.
You can understand that since that day I have bin very weary of making life-altering decisions, as my mother can make a stop to pretty much anything.