I hate my mother. She just fucking up and left when we all needed her and now I’m home alone taking care of my dying father and all my siblings are going to University, school or are working. I graduated and “have nothing better to do anyway” to quote my family. I haven’t been out with friends for a week now. The only time I get to get outta the house is when I’m grocery shopping or buying bread at 5 am because that’s the time my dad wakes up. And he falls asleep at 1 am so in all that time I have to be there. Then I also need to cook and clean, do laundry and deal with a 15-year old sister who is about to fail 9th grade the second time. I really feel like suicide again. But my father needs me.