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my family calls me the “angry daughter” bc apparently i’m always mad, but everyone outside my family knows me as a kind, energetic person who barely gets angry. so yeah, make that make sense. and before all of this even happened, my fuckass older sister was already annoying me, so atp i genuinely felt like everyone was against me. i just got home after being on the road for fucking forever, and i have school tomorrow, so i was getting my uniform ready. after ironing everything, i went to look for my socks. my sister had taken mine, and none of the other ones were clean. i asked everyone if i could wash a pair and if they’d be dry by tomorrow, but nobody answered. so i asked my mom, like “can i wash these and—” and before i could even finish, she cut me off and just said “no.” like okay, then what the fuck am i supposed to wear tomorrow? i eventually found a long white pair, but it had a fucking hole in it. i asked my grandma for help, she ignored me, so i tried sewing it myself while watching a tutorial. and while i’m struggling with this stupid fucking sock, everyone’s helping my sister look for her shirt. they’re laughing and talking together, meanwhile i’m literally sitting there trying not to cry. i asked if they could help me too, and nobody said anything. not even a response. i eventually managed to fix the sock myself, and it looked fucking terrible, but whatever. then my grandma came in and asked “what?” in this annoyed tone, so i said “nothing, you weren’t gonna help me anyway.” then she said she didn’t know what i wanted. and this is what pisses me off. everyone else can get annoyed or have an attitude, but when i finally get frustrated, suddenly i’m the “angry daughter” and i’m the problem. like what do you want me to do? just sit there and never react to anything? i’m genuinely so fucking tired of this. i just want to be old enough to leave this house and finally have some peace.