No matter how hard I've tried, nothing I do is right by my family. I try to be more involved, I get pushed to the side and ignored. I try to stay away, I get reprimanded about how I don't help at all, don't spend time with them. No one tells me anything, and when I do ask about things, they act like I'm being nosey. But God forbid if I tell them not to talk about me behind my back. I cannot break even and I can't break out. I can't afford to live on my own and the one chance I had to move out was taken from me because of someone's fear. Sometimes I really wish that one person didn't find me and I would be gone by now.
