Yeah, I have a few ways of relaxing and I usually do by the time my dad gets home. I have a friend who I can talk to whenever through the computer and classical music (especially the pieces in Disney's Fantasia as I used to fall asleep to that movie) to calm me down almost instantly.

It's very hard though sometimes, my brother has a mild intellectual disability so he doesn't understand a lot of things and why you cannot run out by yourself. My Dad also works a lot to keep up with bills and my brother's obsession with spending money.. Sometimes I feel like I'm more the parent than my Dad. My Dad as I've been told either is too over worked or feels too sorry for my brother to properly discipline him. When I go out I end up taking up the responsibility of dealing with tantrums when 5 bags of cookies are rejected by me to be bought. If my Dad goes shopping alone with my brother.. well my brother is supposed to be on a diet as he is very over weight, but they once came home with 3 bags of cookies and 6 types of "healthier" chips.

My therapist discourages me stepping in as a parent, and handling too much responsibility as it damages my mental and emotional well-being but I can't help it. I've always been the type of person to do that, and it has always been on me to care for him. This weekend however was just full of bad events..