The other night at dinner my mom started yelling at me. The reason that started was because I had refused to take my little sister to her friends house less than a mile away. I had already picked her up from another friends house earlier in the morning and I didn't complain about that. My mom started saying that I was skating on thin ice and she would be more than happy to kick me out of the house and that my brother is almost of the house already and she would love to have me out the house. I was so mad at her, I help out around the house. I do dishes, laundry, and take care of our dog Jake. My brother doesn't do one thing the help out and he is always making messes in the house and leaving it for my mom or I to clean up. The whole reason she wanted to kick me out was because I wouldn't take my sister to her friends house, who lives within walking distance. I am so over having to do my parents job. Tonight my mom gave me a list and she wants to go to the grocery store for her tomorrow. Usually I don't mind helping her out but she doesn't even asks if I'm busy or if I would mind, no she just assumes that I am going to do it.
The whole time my dad is just sitting in his chair watching me, he didn't he try and stick up for me and help me out because he knows how much I help out. I am so sick and tired of putting up with her crap. She tells me I don't do anything. She thinks that my job isn't hard and that when I come home she expects me to help her do chores. She wouldn't last an hour at my job.
The worst part of all of this is that I have no one to tell. My only good friend is not available anymore because she is busy with her life and doesn't have time for me. Which is fine because I am use to it by now. That leaves using my journal for this kind of stuff.
I noticed something today. My dog doesn't do anything accept sleep where ever he goes. I go outside he comes to and then lies down and sleeps until I move. I go to my room and he jumps on my bed and sleep.
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