So, I just did all my laundry my mom took care of in the laundry room, though I did leave my basket. I became I guess now animatedly mad at my mom giving me 2 PJ shirts and thinking it was to make me uncomfortable when they don't got shit with me. I was mad changing my garbage realizing the lies of my mom and dad's oldest youngest sister, blame them for all my problems other than my dad. The younger sister supposedly decided to take me to the mental hospital, and my dad lied later and said no. No one gives a shit for your family.