I just moved back into my parents house in my old room to save money for grad school and what not.  I thought living at home will solve my problems of having no money...but I was wrong.  Ever since I moved away from college, my 2 brothers and 1 sister have distanced themselves from me.  I no longer know who they are and what they like in life.  It's such a sad thing to say that I feel as if I'm the only child and they are strangers in my life.  I've tried to rebuild our relationships by sharing whatever I'm eating with them, trying to buy them things they like, talking to them about video games, just trying to talk to them.  They never told me this, but I guess I was really annoying them.  Whenever I walk in the room, they all get up and leave...and HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO FEEL?! HURT!...hurt because they just make me feel as if I should never come back.  I just kepted my hurt and anger all inside until friday night.  I came out of my bedroom to get something to get in the kitchen...The 3 of them were laughing and watching a tv show.  I went in the kitchen, turn on the lights and made myself noodle soup from a can.  I then went and sat in the kitchen table eating and watching the tv.  I notcied that one of my younger brother was starting at me every 2 seconds from the corner of his eye and that bugged me.  It made me feel as if he's watching me and telling me to leave because I'm annoying him.  I finally had it, and tolded him to stop looking at me.  He said that he thought I was Mom and I knew he was lying.  He saw me in the kitchen and yet he continues to lie.  I blew up and yelled at him for not respecting me and making me feel as if I should not be there.  It hurts because I've tried to talk, to build our relationship...but they don't try.  All they ever do is go in their room to play video games and only come out to eat.  I feel like I"m living with a bunch of losers. I tell my brother to stop eating food that is mine because I bought it for work, and he tells me that I steal their things?! Sadly...he's an idoit because they don't have anything that I would want to steal. A bunch of lame video games aren't want a GIRL my age would want.  My sister is also a loser who never speaks to me, she only talks to me when she wants something and my gay brother J** is annoying me because he has to balls to stand up for himself.  He's not all there...he's has the mind set of a 3 year old because he still is stealing money from my mom.  I'm the only kid who was normal, I played sports, I had friends that I hung out with, I had crushes, I never had sex, I never drank in high school, I WAS THE GOOD KID!  My mom yelled at me for everything that is wrong, even though I have never stolen from her. My brother J stole 7, 000 worth of stuff on my mom's credit card.  The sad part is that she is paying it off instead of him, so he bascially never will never what he did wrong.  If that was me, my mom would have me arrested!  I just don't understand how my life can changed so bad.  The 3 siblings have decided to hate me because I tolded them how they made me feel.  DID they not even think of how they were treating me!? Everytime I have something, they always get it, I take them out to eat....AND not once did they ever ask me if I wanted some of whatever they had.  I gave and gave and gave, and now it seems as if my heart just closed and broke.  I no longer have a family who loves me, who understands me.  Joe says that I'm mean...but he hasn't talked to me in years...so how can he say that? I asked him to help me move...and he tells me that he's too busy with video games.  He lied to me because I know he doesn't have anything to do.  How can he watch me come in with bags of heavy things in and out...and I"m a girl! He's a boy who should think, "hey it's heavy and I should help her carry in all the boxes!"  He's not a brother to me at all, and I've losted touch with him.  I will never look at him again, I will never give him a dime and I will never forget the time when I needed help and he just lied to my face.  His excuse for not helping me was that I was mean?  How was I mean when, I gave him food and candy 2 hours ago, how was I mean whenI came in to ask him how he's doing?  He's makign excuses for his sad life and I have to say I hate him.  I hate my family for making me an outcast, for not taking in my feelings. I hate them for everything that I've given them to make them happy, only for them to not give me anything.  I want to move on and never have a relationship with them ever again...because I was the only one who tried.  I'm alone in this world, and no one understands me.  I'm so angry because my family should be there for me, but instead they make me feel as if I shouldn't exsist.  I never did anything wrong and I"ve tried ever since I was tolded that I was mean.  I've tried from taht point, and they said I was annnoying.  I was just trying to get to know them and they just cast me aside.  I'm hurt, really hurt that they can do soemthing like this to me.  I"m hurt that J never stands up for anything, that he is 20 and still lives at home and can't take responsiblity for making my mom go in debt, I'm hurt that Jo thinks I'm always mean just so he can have an excuse not to do anything around the house to help my mom, I'm hurt that V always wants soomehting from me and can't even say hello or thank you when I give her soemthing nice.  All V has ever said was, "Sure" to a question if I asked her if she would want a $200 dollar dooney and bourke purse and $90 uggs.  I never even got a thank you...nope I just got a "SURE!" HOw am I suppose to feel? I"m hurt, I"m very hurt that no one understands how all I want is respect and to be treated the same way I treat them.  It's been 4 days now, and I haven't spoken to them...but the sad thing is that hey have never spoken to me unless I speak to them first.  I"m tired of being the nice one and sucking in my pride...if I can't be treated with respect then I just have to take care of myself and realize taht they will be the ones missing out and that they will be the losers I always knew they were.