My sister needs to get back to school? I drive the 56 miles to get her there and 56 miles back, on my own paid gas. My brother's car breaks down?  I drive out halfway across the state to get him when no one else "could" (even though all my other family members had nothing else better to do at the time except watch TV). My mom locks herself out of the house? I go out of my way to get back home to unlock the door for her, even though my other sibling was 3 minutes up the freakin street.

Whenever someone is having a fit, I listen. If there's an argument I'm involved in I try to see it from thier side.

However, despite all the things I do, my family still relies on me to do all of the household chores for them (with no help). I have a job, I have a life, but they always think thier time is so much more valuable than mine. I never ask them for anything except just some freakin space.

Three years ago I got into a car accident that nearly killed me. Ihad to have my head stapled shut and have glass removed from my face and chest. It was then,and only then that my family cared. They let me do my own thing. But they have forgotten...and they have relearned to just forsake life and chew me out without a second thought.

Honestly I wonder if they would have learned had I not survived. Then there would be no one to pick up after them and listen to them when they are down, or help them pick up the broken pieces of a moment in thier lives.

Sigh...that's just how life is I guess.