I've been living with my dad and his wife(refuse to call her my step mom) for almost a year now. There were some issues when I moved because I couldn't bring my dog or cat so they had to stay with my mom. I brought my dog out to the house for a day a few months later and my dad's wife Susie flipped on my dog because she was sniffing her cat. She tried to tell me my dog was going to attack the cat.
Fast forward to last month. I took Roxy to the vet to have her teeth cleaned. I just walked through the door and laid down on the couch and was going to take a nap. My dad calls me and tells me I need to take my oldest step sister to the ER for a possible kidney infection. Susie works for the city of Powell and is on salary pay. Why the hell can't she take her to the ER? So I drive over, pick her up and spend the day in the ER until Roxy is ready to be picked up. Nobody pays me back for the gas and the money I had to use to get out of the garage. I'm off work from shoulder reconstruction and have absolutely no money.
I brought up the idea of adopting a dog and bringing the dog here so I had someone for Roxy to play with when I go out to see my mom during the week. I bring it up knowing she will say no. She says we'll talk about it and get back to you in a few days. The following day my dad tells me it's a no go. She thinks it will be too much of an adjustment for everyone among other excuses that make no sense. The following night I scared her cat by accident and said "dewey you're a little jumpy". She comes back under her breath and says "not until you brought that dog around he wasn't."
We don't talk that much as it is now. After I brought up the dog idea she didn't talk to me at all for a few days. This morning I was in the kitchen, she said good morning and I went to say morning but coughed. I had something in my throat and she asks if i'm not talking to her anymore. I said no, I tried to say morning. I went over to her parents for lunch like we do every Sunday. I walk in the house and NOBODY says a word to me. Usually it's "hi, how's your shoulder" or small talk. I ate, cleared my plate and left.
I can't deal with this anymore. I moved out of my mom's so I could save more money, be closer to school and get away from the drama with my sister. I come here only to learn that my dad treats Susie's daughters better than he does my sister and I. He's paid their bills when they screwed up and lost a job. They never had to pay him back. I ask for help with my cell phone and he wants me to pay him back. It's pretty obvious I'm not wanted here. As soon as my doctor gives me a full release I'm moving into an apartment I found near a fire department I can volunteer at.
Sorry it's so long. The fact that I'm treated like an outcast by the family annoys me and I needed to vent.
Fast forward to last month. I took Roxy to the vet to have her teeth cleaned. I just walked through the door and laid down on the couch and was going to take a nap. My dad calls me and tells me I need to take my oldest step sister to the ER for a possible kidney infection. Susie works for the city of Powell and is on salary pay. Why the hell can't she take her to the ER? So I drive over, pick her up and spend the day in the ER until Roxy is ready to be picked up. Nobody pays me back for the gas and the money I had to use to get out of the garage. I'm off work from shoulder reconstruction and have absolutely no money.
I brought up the idea of adopting a dog and bringing the dog here so I had someone for Roxy to play with when I go out to see my mom during the week. I bring it up knowing she will say no. She says we'll talk about it and get back to you in a few days. The following day my dad tells me it's a no go. She thinks it will be too much of an adjustment for everyone among other excuses that make no sense. The following night I scared her cat by accident and said "dewey you're a little jumpy". She comes back under her breath and says "not until you brought that dog around he wasn't."
We don't talk that much as it is now. After I brought up the dog idea she didn't talk to me at all for a few days. This morning I was in the kitchen, she said good morning and I went to say morning but coughed. I had something in my throat and she asks if i'm not talking to her anymore. I said no, I tried to say morning. I went over to her parents for lunch like we do every Sunday. I walk in the house and NOBODY says a word to me. Usually it's "hi, how's your shoulder" or small talk. I ate, cleared my plate and left.
I can't deal with this anymore. I moved out of my mom's so I could save more money, be closer to school and get away from the drama with my sister. I come here only to learn that my dad treats Susie's daughters better than he does my sister and I. He's paid their bills when they screwed up and lost a job. They never had to pay him back. I ask for help with my cell phone and he wants me to pay him back. It's pretty obvious I'm not wanted here. As soon as my doctor gives me a full release I'm moving into an apartment I found near a fire department I can volunteer at.
Sorry it's so long. The fact that I'm treated like an outcast by the family annoys me and I needed to vent.