I’ve always kind of felt this way, and I don’t like to admit it. But I hate my family. I try really hard to not be that way but I’ve been pushed to the edge. I’m 21, live at home still, but am saving on the down low to move out with my boyfriend. Today I went to go and get new tires for my car, and before the appointment my mom informed me that my 6 year old brother broke one of my favorite mugs that I use on a daily basis. I was upset by this because I got it when I used to work at a local tea store before the mug got discontinued. She offered to replace it, but didn’t want to spend the money on replacing the one he broke with the same cup because it was expensive.... it seems so dumb, but I’m not even mad at the cup, I’m mad at what it stands for.
I’m an art student and I have a box of expensive markers. One day the kids were in the basement and they found them next to my room. They brought them upstairs and started to play with them. This was irritating, but I wasn’t mad until I saw that they were leaving all the caps off and my mom has to throw more than half of them away due to them being dried out. I didn’t find out they took them until I saw them in the trash. And then I frantically ran around the upstairs looking for them. My mom just scoffed, brushed it off, and said that “it’s not a big deal, I’ll replace them. It’s your fault actually for leaving them outside your room where they could get them....”
They’ve ruined a lot of my things. I still haven’t had those replaced, still haven’t had the markers replaced, there is a pattern here. It also doesn’t help that the kids don’t ever pick up after themselves. I walk all over legos every day to get to my bedroom because the kids refuse to pick up their toys. It shouldn’t be on me to clean up after them.
My mom went on to blame me for my mug being broken because it was “put in a dumb spot” well I guess putting a dirty cup in the sink is a stupid spot. She then started to berate me. Telling me that I have “ruined” a lot of her things. This isn’t true! She said I ruined the bedroom she built in the basement that I live in..... and that I ruin all her silverware when I use it... and all this nonsense!!!!!!! She started to scream at me and tell me that “kids are kids” and she can’t “control everything they do..” I think she’s just using it as an excuse to not do anything about her kids behavior. She would rather blame me than have a talk with the kids about “clean up” time an “respecting other people’s things”
I feel like ever since she had the kids (one boy 6 years old, two girls 5 years old) that she doesn’t even care about me anymore. She had me when she was around 17 years old and I always felt like she resented me for existing because instead of hanging out with friends and being a normal 17 year old, she was pregnant with me. Half of the family pictures we take now I’m not even in. She went on a “family” vacation without me.... and made a whole scrapbook with pictures of the kids and her and my step dad.... I remember my mom attempted to make a book for me when I was younger, but she stopped half way through and never finished it. I just never really felt all that important to her, and to be honest I never felt that she really cared. She says she does, but I don’t see it. Most people by me hang out with their mom, go shopping with their mom, get their nails done with their mom... these things happen once in a blue moon for me. Most the time we can’t be around each other. I thought we were starting to get along again and then all this stuff happened and I’m just so done trying. I can’t wait to move out and never speak to them again.
Submitted October 19, 2018 at 07:40PM by CassiePlush https://ift.tt/2pZ923I
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