Well the context is very long. I will just try to shorten it up. Main incident: Yesterday, for the breakfast, My mother sent me to buy bread, telling me it was for everyone. When I came back, I saw my sisters were served parathas, while I was given nothing for 15–20 minutes. When I finally asked, she quickly gave me just bread and tea. It felt extremely unfair. I went out, spent money, and even faced the hassle of finding butter, yet I was treated like a driver. I hate this. I didn’t speak up because in the past, whenever I did, she acted like my servant the next day and I ended up feeling guilty, like I was becoming my father. And he is a narcissist asshole. And because I didn’t get it out at that moment. Now I am repeatedly creating scenes at home. Shouting out at non issues. Being all angry. And now all of my home is ignoring me just like they ignore our father when he is acting out. And I hate that. I hate that.