Though it's more of a great big long complaint... I'm not really mad or anything, just kinda sad.
Ok. So it all started with this: That's my dad's blog. I am not in the mood to talk about that right now.
Basically we have a sinkhole under our house. Right under the middle of the kitchen. Insurance refuses to pay, yadda yadda yadda, it's been almost three years. I'm sick of it. Read on his blog if you want the details.
So I went through a bout of depression during that whole deal. Not that I told anyone that I felt that way. If I did, my mom would have blown me off saying it was just a teenager thing. I'm sorry, but no.
So my older sister and I have been pretty much raising our younger siblings((ages 9 and 5 now)) for the past five years or so. The house that the hole opened up under needed a lot of work that mom and dad didn't really want to do in the first place. So we were babysitting((free of charge I might add.)) all through then, as well. So right now, what I'm pissed off about, is that my mom refuses to acknowledge the
fact that I babysit, cook, clean,
and manage to do my schoolwork. Yes, I am homeschooled. I hope that changes next year. I'd like a change. So, I make sure that the youngers get fed properly, that they do their school, that the dog gets to go out and relieve himself, etc. So all I'm looking for is a little appreciation. Is that
really too much to ask? -.-