Pissed

Last night I got pissed as hell. Why? Because my family doesn't put the stuff back where it belongs. I really hate the fact that whenever I put so much effort to declutter and organized it get messed up so easily. The fact that they don't even try is even the worst.

A month ago my siblings came back from their holiday but just brought back the suitcases. Two suitcases. I stocked it up with clothes so it doesn't take much space but they never put the clothes back They just dump it and let others fix it. One thing, I have promised myself is that I won't clean up their mess anymore. 

So yesterday night I was a b*tch towards my mom. She always thinks I am the one to fix it but this time I was the unfriendly one. Cause whenever your the ancor in the house to clean things up, people will take you for granted. And it felt good and still does because sometimes I need to make sparks to convey my feelings. 

Letting emotion flows and vent for once in awhile it's healthy. I mean being nice is good but I need to love myself once in awhile. Placing myself in the number one spot.