The weekend was so stressful...
Basically, it's because of my family. We've been having a lot of trouble financially, so everyone's kinda stressed, but I feel like I'm not allowed to be. My dad's sick, so I can't say anything about my own physical problems (mild chest pain and, as of today, cramps). If I even mention that I'm feeling ill, dad's worse condition is pointed out and I feel bad for feeling bad. My brother talks like he's the only one of us kids who's on edge and feeling sick (gee, him too?), and I don't like pointing out that I'm not feeling great either. As for mom, she's just generally tired and stressed, and I can't say anything about any of this to her.

I feel like my life revolves around my family. My parents' problems come before mine, and as for my brother, he acts like I'm his personal therapist. He spent two hours the other day ranting about moving out, asked my opinion, then spent another three and a half hours planning for when he turns 18. It never seems to occur to him that I don't want his problems heaped on me like that. It's easy helping people on here. I don't have to listen to 5-1/2 hours of ranting and complaining from someone who doesn't like me (and I know he doesn't). With him, though...

I shouldn't have to feel guilty for having problems. But we all do, and since I'm caught up with everyone, I'm the one who has to keep my troubles secret. No one can handle more problems, and I should know, since I seem to be caught in the middle.

At least I can vent here. But it's not the same as having someone close to you who knows what you're going through.