
I also spent 7 total hours making my sides between the night before and the morning of. He spent 0 time doing anything and went to the bar before coming to my grandmas. He refuses to help me saying “i dont know where anything in this house goes”. There are 7 grandchildren. Out of all 7 of us, me and my 2 brothers have spent the most time in that house BY A LONG SHOT. like at least pick a better excuse dude. So naturally i refuse to help him and get labeled an asshole by my entire family. Am i?
Like im sitting in my room rn constantly hacking up phlegm and on the verge of puking, and nobody will talk to me. All think i pretended being sick so i could sleep. Like why the fuck do i have to prove to you that im sick? Do you want me to throw up in your lap or something? Fucking constant doubt always placed around me no matter what i do. Driving me fucking insane whenever im here.
I genuinely want to but itd only make things worse. Like this is a constant issue that always reappears at some poijt during our school breaks. But my mom is too non confrontational to care about stuff like this, only if theres actual fighting going on, and my dad moved out and doesnt want any part in it even tho we are his fucking kids too
Bro constantly just tries to walk over me. I always push back, but it always ends up in something worse, usually ending up being my fault somehow. Dad refuses to do/say anything to my brothers. It took my mom like 3 months of constant belitting and me having a full mental breakdown for her to say something to them. But alas here we go again with this bullshit.