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ORIGINAL: satyrsnymph28 I am being bullied in my own home. Well, its not MY house, I don't own it... but I do live here. I live with my parents, and my brother is right now staying the summer before he then again leaves for college in the fall. I am the only working member of the household. My parents are both retired, and my brother sleeps til 2 or 3 in the afternoon and then gets up and goes out and parties. I'm the oldest of the two of us. Anyway, I work, and I have a paycheck (obviously). I don't make enough to move out. I found a cheap place that I would have been able to afford, just a few weeks ago, but my mom voiced a very strong opinion that she didnt want me to move, and she told me that I couldn't take any of the furniture thats in my room now, which created costs beyond what I could afford, to be able to have a bed to sleep on if I moved out. So I stayed. I didnt really have a choice. I'm going to be blunt, but I hope you don't take it as being harsh. Yes, you did have a choice. Sleeping on a simple pallet on the floor, made of blankets, is certainly doable. Anyway, things were better for like two weeks, and then everythng fell back into normalcy again. Things my mom does that I have come to consider normal: - taking the entire contents of my room out to the garage (including my bed) when she gets mad at me about something
- reminding me that i am fat, and i need to not eat so much (ie. mouthing "stop eating" at the dinner table, calling me fat, taking food away, and making my plate for me with insanely small portions and not allowing me to eat any more)
- stealing my mouse and keyboard when something of hers goes missing, even if I didnt take it, or have no idea of where it could possibly be.
- telling me that my artwork (painting, collages, etc.) is childish and that it looks like garbage.
I'm sure theres much more. Anyway, one of the big things in my house is about saving money. I save, for the most part... my parents buy the groceries but anything else I want is on me. I try to plan to make the most of things I buy... like if I am going to order out, it will last me two nights, and I will do it when my parents aren't going to be home to cook. The other night I was at a friend's house and I ordered a pizza half and half for us to share. I paid for it. He didn't like my half, so I took it home and put it in the fridge when I got home. My parents had said they were going out the next night, so I figured I would save my two left over slices for when they weren't here. I put my pizza in the garage refrigerator at 1:30 am when I arrived home. My brother walked in at 4:00 in the morning, and discovered my pizza in the fridge. Ofcourse he ate it. I should not be responsible for feeding him. He's not my son, he's their son. When he eats my food, it should be replaced. I talked with them about this... and they told me that I didn't need to eat the pizza anyway, because I was already fat, and that they wouldn't give me back the money that he essentially ate, when he ate my pizza. This, to me, is infuriating. There are TONS of other things in this house that he could (and usually does) eat. I was told that I should have thought to grab a black sharpie at 1am and write my name on my pizza if I wanted it to be there for me the next day. I had ALSO been told (just the day before) that writing my name on things that were mine was absurd... (which came up because my brother drank all of my Mocha Frappucinos that I bought). Its not about the pizza... thats just how the issue manifested itself in the house. Its about me choosing to spend my money on something and having someone else take, use, eat, that something that belongs to me. There are TONS of other issues as well... in brief: - I get asked to do everything around the house... cook, clean, dishes, vaccuum, and maintain the adjoining bathroom between my brothers room and mine. They never ask anything of him
- Without fail, my mom comes in at 8:30 every weekend morning to ask me something. My brother has never been woken up for any reason.
- I am expected to keep my room clean, but she cleans his for him
- I've been doing my laundry since I was 13. He doesn't know how to do his laundry
- They pay for his schooling, and refuse to even help me with mine.
- He uses foul language all the time, but when a word thats even slightly inappropreate passes my lips, I get told that I shouldn't talk like that.
Anyway , I am looking for advice on how to deal with the situation. I can't move out, so thats not a helpful answer... and I am looking for a better job, so thats not a helpful response either. I just need some coping skills... methods to deal with all the goings on of the household. And maybe even some answers as to why this happenss... its so brutal when you're living it. Again, you should have takent he cheap room/place mentioned. Do you have any friends to put you up? It seems to me, that you're worrying about him and what they do for him way too much. Focus on what you want and getting it, ignore them, and get it done. And "brutal"..... brutal is living in a cardboard box.
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