I moved back home a few years ago to help my family out when my Nbrother was hooked on pills and stealing everything in the house to illegally buy more pills. He's been "clean" for about a year now, goes to the methadone clinic every day, and he's been the golden child throughout most of it. Meanwhile, I bust my ass at jobs where I work 12-16 hours a day, but it's never good enough. "Why do you sleep all day? You're so lazy!" is often what I hear from Nmom and Edad.

I was recently hired at a new factory type job; the pay is good and I really like it, but they wanted me to train on their day shift for a couple of weeks before moving to the third shift. The thing is, I have therapy appointments during the day, and I haven't gotten switched to thirds yet, so I keep having the miss shifts(I've already made HR aware of this). I don't always tell my parents about these appointments in advance because it's none of their business, but on the day of, they get extremely angry and ask me things like, "Why aren't you making me any money? It hurts us when you miss work." Thing is, I always help pay the bills and let them borrow money constantly. It's not my fault that Nmom spends $100 a week at Rite-Aid(where she thinks the employees there are her best friends) on things like leg makeup. She also has MS and is on a ton of medication, but she drinks herself stupid every night, and I'm the one who puts her to bed. Lord forbid I have a couple of beers, though! I used to be a very heavy drinker but now a couple of brews will suit me just fine, but they act like it's a big deal, which is super funny because my mother showed up drunk as fuck to my birthday dinner a couple of years ago and was eating a blooming onion out of her lap. Sigh.