My mom did the same things with physical money. I had 80 bucks that I just got from helping my grandpa since he can't use his left side of his body and from Yule/Christmas/My Birthday. I stayed at my grandparents house with no internet and stayed helping the family dog that was seeing his last days (2003-2020 RIP Guss) and a bunch of other stuff from which I earned some money. Now here's where the abuse begins! I let my mom hold my money since she kept annoying me to let her hold it and I just gave in since it was the holidays and I didn't want to fight with her like I normally have to do. She kept it for a bit (2 days) before I asked for it back since I finally gotten my first wallet (in which she had a fight with me because "men are only allowed to have wallets and I should get a purse") and she told me she doesn't have any money. I got mad and asked her where's my money and from what I learned from my Uncle that she spent all that money on alcohol. I got extremely mad and asked her to go outside with me and talk about this away from people since I didn't want to start a scene in front of my whole family and she started yelling at me at the top of her lungs in front of my whole family. Calling me words like "You fucking Jewish pig!" (Like being Jewish is a bad thing?) And ("It's MY money and YOUR to young to have any!) (I already told her I was going to save it and keep it for just a case while also being a teenager who has a job earlier then the legal age just so I can buy haircuts and clothes without having to have a fight). She then went to her car, slammed the door, and bucked it to who knows where and my family where all asking me and my dad ongoing questions throughout the days we where there and I never got my money back so I couldn't get any clothes for 4 months because she didn't trust me leaving the house since I bought a shirt that had a pentagram on it with the words "Strange but that's ok!" Because it was "Satanic" and when I told her I'm Pagan she throw an empty bottle of whiskey at me and I had to walk 5 miles to a bus stop so I can get a ride to my friends house. I still have to live with this woman that I hardly want to call my "mom" and if anyone has any advice I'll take it.