Ok so i have 7 siblings but only 3 are my mom's. There is my older brother,then me,then my younger brother,then my little sister. as you can see im the middle kid and as of right now i feel like i'm not wanted in this house. my mom is always takin time with my little siblings and i understand that part because they are 8 and 5 but then she also spends alot of time with my older brother like wtf why can she spend time with my 21 year old brother who still lives in the house even when he should have hiz own place with his girlfreind. Like tonight my mom went too work and i was ok with that but then my stepdad and little siblings went too a birthday party for my little brothers friend and i nderstand that so they all left for their ways at 5:00pm then my older brother and his girlfriend came home at 9:00pm and where here for an hour and my mom came home and then all three of them left and once again i was home alone but before they left i asked if i could go with and my mom said no wtf.So then i was home alone until 11:25pm and then my little siblings and stepdad are home but they dont talk wit me. i just really dont get why i get so left out of everything i'm 17 but most of the time it's like im 18 and in my own place and this has been goin on for over 3 or 4 years,i'm finally sick of it and i am tryin 2 reach out two people that might have been through this,I get so left out of everything and right now i really dislike my mom alot. I just dont understand how my mom says she loves me but then when my stepdad is home she acts like im not even there. i'm just a real mess. i cant think right Just if anyone has ever been through this or knows about this could you please help me out i really need people's thoughts on this please
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