So this has been happening for a while now. My home is unstable, and I'm beginning to think it's not safe. Let me know what your take on it is.

So today, my dad started talking about how he and my mom were gonna go somewhere for about an hour and a half, leaving my brother and I home alone. Now mind you, before my brother was allowed to move back in, I was PROMISED multiple times that we'd never be alone together, for safety reasons. It got into a bit of a fight, then my brother jumped in, then my mother jumped in; basically it was everyone ganging up on me (not exaggerating). I can't remember any of them saying one cross word to or about anyone but me. I specifically remember my dad saying something along the lines of, "If our kids don't grow up, we'll never be able to go anywhere." I'm 17; my brother's 19. My brother abused my physically and s*xually as a child. The only reason I've been able to maintain my sanity with him being here is that I don't talk about it, or even think about it. Now my mom's trying to FORCE me to talk about it!

My mother is bipolar, as well as emotionally abusive (specifically towards me, don't know why); my father has Borderline Personality Disorder, which explains his dramatic statement above. My brother is a bipolar sociopath.

I'm NOT a horrible person. I don't commit crimes or do drugs (anymore); I'm getting good grades, I just got my CNA license, and I plan on going to college (and I'll be the first in my family to do so). I don't know why they hate me so much; and as much as I'd like to think I'm impervious to their bullsh*t, I'm not. I can't do this anymore! I've put up with this for way too long; and now I believe it's vital that in order to maintain my sanity (as well as avoid killing them--not kidding), I need to get the f*** away from them. I don't know how! I'm almost considering going back to the mental hospital just to get away from them. I don't know what else to do. I know I have exactly six months from today until I turn 18, but I can't wait that long.

EDIT: There's more, as always. This is all I can emotionally handle dredging up at the moment. Sorry.