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I lost my mom 1 year, 2 months, and 25 days ago. But she wasn't just my mom; she was my best friend.
To make matters worse, I had to move out of the house that my brother, my mom and I lived in for five years at the coast, and now I live in a very, very small apt. with my brother, my dad, my oldest sister, and her boyfriend. And not only that, but my sister is now controlling everyone and everything in the house by screaming and yelling and throwing major fits when she doesn't get what she wants (literally like a two-year old).
If anyone, even our dad, tells her to do anything she doesn't want to do, she'll start screaming and cussing up a storm worse than anyone else I've ever heard. So that's why I generally go along with whatever she wants. But today was the first time in God-knows-how-long that I tried sticking up for myself when she tried to interrupt me while I was talking, and she called me horrible names, yelled at my dad and me, and then stormed off to her room.
And sadly, since I have no job, am going to school full-time, and my dad's name is on the lease, he and I can't start looking for a new place to live, yet...
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-BBRain 
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