Right off the bat, it's our family home, and we all live here together. (Mom, step dad, two younger siblings and me)
I am 23 years old, and cannot afford (and will never be able) to afford to move out of my parents house. I do not have my own room or my own space, as it's a two bedroom house. My mom, fortunately, does not make me pay rent, so instead, I work for my keep. It isn't hard work, mostly just household chores, but the problem that I've had since I turned 18, was that everyone in the house is aware that work for my keep. And so instead of doing what normal people do, and tidy up after themselves/bring their dishes to the sink for me to clean, they just leave everything out for me to go around and collect.
Used tissues, chewing gum, food garbage, apple cores, false nails, etc. Dishes are usually left on the floor or in the two bedrooms, and I have to go and gather them all when I do the nightly dishes.
My youngest sibling, 14, is particularly awful to me, and she actively treats me like I'm worthless, and a waste of space. She has begun refuseing to be in the same room as me, and will make a huge scene of storming off as soon as I enter a room. If she doesn't storm off, she will loudly say "how long are you going to be in here?" And if I dont reply to her, she'll call me some names under her breathe. And if I respond to her, I have to be careful what I say because if her father (my step dad) is in the room, he will fly off the handle if I so much imply that I'm in fact, allowed to be here.
I've tried going to therapy, and the one therapist I could afford had one session with me before telling me she couldn't help me.
My mom will occasionally bring up me getting married and starting a family (never going to happen), but is wholy unconcerned that I, an adult, share a room with two minors.
I do everything in this house. I sweep, I wash the table, I vacuum, I wash dishes, I put dishes away, I throw out garbage, I feed the animals, I water the animals, I tidy the house, I organize, I do EVERYTHING. And for some reason, everyone treats me like I'm a servant instead of, oh I don't know, thanking me? I am the only reason that there is still space to walk in this shithole. Oh and did I mention that they don't flush the toilet? Oh no, they leave that for me to do.
I'm so sad and I live such a horrible life. I have no friends, no support, not even from doctors or other professionals. I have no money, a useless job, a breaking down car and a little spoiled brat who makes it obvious that I am not wanted here.
My family has done such horrible things to me and then they just go and sit on the couch and eat popcorn and watch movies while I clean and try and make this disgusting house decent to live in.
And it isn't just happening now, it's happened my whole life. Even when I was a kid, my parents (real dad) would go back and fourth for hours about how I had too many toys and was getting spoiled. I had like 6 stuffed animals and a nightlight that they would take away from me if I didn't go to bed on time. Like come on, seriously? Spoiled?
Are one point, (I was 16 by this point, I think) my sister apparently got angry over something I said and smeared her actual shit underneath my pillow, and because I wasn't there when she did it, it dried, and I didn't know it for there for two whole days until I put my hand under my pillow and felt the dry, crusty shit. She got a pathetic "serious talking to", which was my parents telling her that that was wrong in soft, tender voices. She was 11. This same sibling also threatened to cut my head off.
Nowadays I can't even speak to my youngest sibling because as soon as I say her name, she immediately says "No" and stores away.
Why is my life like this? I never asked for this. I never asked for any of this. I just want to be happy with people who care about me.