It's just so bad now for a long time. I can't breathe at times and it results into physically choking, I choke over my stress then people question why I choked.

My "parents" (I'm young, living at home) don't speak to me. My "mother" only talks to me when she needs something passed to her. My "fu**ing father" wouldn't even look my way. He just walks right into me, I'm invisible.
The tension is incredible. It's a majour stress reliever. :sarcastic: I hate walking into the house. I hate living here. I hate existing.