I felt so sick and so allergic, it was absolutely awful. I had to blow my nose so many times. It was really hard to get to sleep. I was sneezing so loudly and so much, that I know I woke everyone up. I know they all heard it. It was so loud, it would be hard not to have heard me sneezing.
All the stress of this family is just getting to me so much. I don't normally get allergies like this in summer, but I am now because of them. I told them all the perfumes and other chemicals are making me very sick and this is the result, which is what I wanted to avoid. But of course, they all dismiss my concerns, telling me that it's all in my head, that there is nothing wrong with me.
My idiot brother LayZ boy upon hearing me go outside, follows me out there, then I walk back in, so he follows me to where I am in the kitchen (he's sprayed himself with perfume so that I can feel sick and sneeze). I realise what he's done and walk out of the kitchen immediately and go back to my prison cell (my bedroom).
Then a few hours later, LayZ boy sprayed his perfume right next to my bedroom, so that when I walked outside, I would be assaulted by the strong perfume and it would also come into my room and I would feel sick and sneeze more, which of course is exactly what happened. What an asshole!
So I put the air conditioner on to full blast to try to get rid of the smell, but all it did was to blow more of that perfume and dust under my door and make me sneeze some more. Great. Soon after, my step-father came home and growled at me, asking me why the air conditioner was on so high and when I told him about LayZ boy's perfume he started telling him off. Of course my brother lied about it and said he didn't do anything.
At this point, I was going off my head crying and screaming as I had reached my limit with this idiocy and selfishness. I was screaming at my step-father, telling him that he needs to stop my brother doing this stuff on purpose to make me ill. That I have been sick these past few days and I don't need to continue to be sicker.
I just got so upset that I just started screaming and screaming and screaming in the bathroom and I think the whole street must have heard, because next thing I know, one of our neighbours came to the door. I was so upset that I didn't even recognise him (I also had only seen him a few times, so I didn't really know him all that well anyway).
He talked to me and I told him all of the crap that my mother and step-father and brother do and he was compassionate enough to believe me. So now their bullshit duplicity is being uncovered and their masks are coming off so that the whole street knows who they really are - abusive liars!
The police then came as someone had called them. One of them interviewed me then another one and the other was with my family. My neighbour was still with me at the time, he was telling me to breathe and to calm down and that he understood that sometimes you just needed to let things out. I think the police thought I was hysterical (which I probably was, but you know, it was understandable given what I have been through) and wanted me to go to the hospital to see someone to discuss my problems with mental health.
I am not very good at expressing myself articulately when I am emotional. I cant seem to make myself understood, I just cant articulate my feelings at all and because my mother and brother say exactly the same things (whatever my brother says, my mother back him and my father just says "yes yes") and they sound reasonable and believable because they are all saying the same thing: "Our daughter is not mentally stable, we don't do anything to hurt her in any way, but she just screams at us for no reason". I can imagine that is what they would say to make out how "nice" they are and how they don't do anything wrong, it's all me.
The police finally left after reassuring me they would tell my family not to disturb me and to keep away from me. One of the police officers even shook my hand (the one who didn't wear any perfume and who at first thought I wasn't allergic, but he soon saw that I was when I started reacting to the other officer's perfume/after shave). I told the police as they were leaving, that the neighbours already thought we were a bit mad, now they would think we were totally crazy. They did laugh.
Now I am alone in my room typing, without any hindrance. Thank God!
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