My Voice

I am sick to death of being accused of things. 

My brother or, John leaves vomit on and, around the toilet or, hair all over the floor in the bathroom and, if I say or, think anything then I am the problem. It's one thing if I say hey I got that but, another when they just expect it. I am not allowed to expect anything from anyone and, I get punished about of times for asking for help. 

I hate that I can't get anyone to believe me. For John to be part of this only makes things worse. People believe I am abusive or, quick tempered. Believe what you want. I can't make anyone do anything, I am simply telling the truth and, it wasn't good enough.

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