I am Fucking tired

I am fucking tired of my mom treating me like I am fucking stupid and always getting after me for shit that doesn’t matter. Why the fuck do you care so much some stupid goddamn blankets that are folded sitting on the floor of the closet? That is what the goddamn closet is there for. Stop getting after me because you don’t want to deal with your OCD and god forbid I don’t think about a blanket I’m going to use later is nicely tucked in a place no one can see. I’m literally staying in the only room I can in the house at the moment and you are making me Move all my shit from my goddamn dorm room, all of which I had to take with me to move out of the house that my dad died in so you don’t have a bunch of extra crap to worry about. Also the personal decorator should not care if the room is extra sparkly clean. She knows I’m staying in There therefore she should expect it to not look perfect every time she comes over while I’m here. Also you never get after my sister when she or her kid makes a mess but when I do it I am just making your life a total living hell. I am tired of being treated like I’m a nuisance when I am the one offering to help with shit my big and brother and sister won’t even bother with. Also the only reason that things were dirty this morning was because I had to drive your ass to urgent care because you thought buying a house with wooden stairs was a good idea. I am just so fed up with being treated like I make everyone’s life so hard when I’m doing the best I can but nobody cares about how I am feeling, the parent who actually listened to me is gone and I am stuck in a situation I cannot get out of because I don’t have the money for it.