I (17F) feel like I’m losing my mind and need an outside perspective.
For context: I’m very busy. I dance over 24 hours a week, babysit when I can, and I’m in all advanced classes at school and on the honour roll (not to brag lol 😝). I’m almost never home.
My family also decided to host two exchange students this year, which brings our household to 9 people total. Since I can’t have a “real” job because of school and dance, it’s been a running joke/accusation since I was like 13 that I’m lazy and “do nothing,” which honestly hurts because I’m exhausted all the time.
Anyway, this happened the day after my exams.
I woke up early and cleaned the kitchen before anyone else was awake, then went upstairs to work out. When I came back down, one of the exchange students (Kyle) had made himself breakfast. My mom had asked me to make an early lunch/dinner for all the kids (we’re all high-school age), so I started cooking.
Kyle finished eating and went to “wash” his mug, pan, and spatula. I didn’t really watch him because I was busy cooking. Later, I went to grab a spoon and noticed there was still egg stuck to the pan and wooden spatula he supposedly washed.
So I asked him if he washed them. He said yes. I showed him the pan and said there was still egg on it. He literally looked at it in my hand and had the audacity to say “where?” wtf there’s literal egg flakes coming off of it
I was already annoyed but stayed calm and just asked him to please wash it properly. I even said I get that wooden spatulas are annoying to clean and suggested using a silicone one next time.
He then rewashed it using a huge brush, no soap, and barely scrubbed. I bit my tongue because the living room was full of people scrolling TikTok, and I knew if I snapped, I’d be painted as the dramatic lazy one.
Meanwhile, I had:
• cleaned the kitchen
• cooked breakfast
• was now cooking lunch/dinner for everyone
And yet I’m still labeled as someone who “does nothing.”
I ended up eating the meal by myself because no one would get off their phones to come eat. The whole reason I made dinner early was because I’m driving my sister Marley to basketball, Kyle and Jake to ice skating, then going to dance and teaching, and picking everyone up afterward.
Before anyone asks why my mom doesn’t talk to the boys about cleaning: she thinks it’s my job because I’m the oldest teen and that she “shouldn’t have to parent anymore.”
So… AITA for being upset and calling out the fact that the dishes weren’t actually cleaned? Or am I just overreacting because I’m tired and fed up?