convenient furniture

I feel like a piece of furniture that's convenient to use, but a drag to take care of. Mother's day is coming up and I don't even want to be near my family.  It feels like i'm talking and talking but no one is hearing me, or nobody wants to listen.  I though everything woul be better now that I have a job and can bring in my share, but not even that seems to be good enough.  I've asked for help so many times - month after month - but everyone ignored me.  Now when things go wrong, everyone is blaming me for not handling things better.  I don't even know what the fuck I'm doing here anymore.