My mom yelled at me to clean her bedroom when I made a fucking path and did my best to put her bed up. It's not MY fault that her dogs ruined her pillows and bedding.

I scratched myself after she yelled and I am bleeding. If they ask what happened then I will just ignored them because it's their fault that I Protocol Echoed.

My mom vented about how I did nothing for two fucking weeks while she was hospitalized and she didn't believe me when I told her that I was helping and that I tried. She even said that she'd take her gun and put a bullet in her head all because Emily is the only one who cares. She also said that I don't take care of Ember all because Ember was crawling under the couch I was sitting on.

Meanwhile for the entire two weeks I did a lot: takes dogs out, takes trash out, carries groceries inside, puts groceries up, lets dogs out and in, refilled Ember's food and water when Ember meows for water and food, and cleaned up some.

She gave me 12 hours to get my shit together and stop acting like a three year old. She even yelled at me that I have to start showering because I have to be a responsible 17 year old woman. She also told me that the self harm gag (huh?) won't work yet I have literal blood and scratch marks on my own face. Emily noticed how I shrank and was crying when my mom told me to ask her what I should do and, and Emily just responded calmly while Mom told me that if I don't get my shit together then I am either going to live in a group home or with my biological dad.

My mom's friend even agreed that it's tough love. My mom also said that I can't be using my autism as an excuse anymore. Uh, excuse you! When did I say that I was using my autism as an excuse?