I just feel like in my family my feelings dont matter. I have one sister who I call the hooch that just (if you saw how she dressed you would agree with me) cuts me down every time I see her. The one time I strike back she sets and tells me off. I am tired of it. Damn it I just wish people would respect my feelings. I am tired of being walked on by her, by aunt Vulture and some of hte people I work with. Yet, in order to keep my job I have to keep my flaming mouth closed and take it.