He should have just told me that he needs house help or something! I was so damn mad after I did the dishes. I was even sulking when I went back to my room. It’s not the fact that I had to do the chores. I hate it because he seems to have the last cards in everything that I do. And I hate it. I hate it when he’s always the one to have the final say.

It’s not supposed to be like this. I should be annoying the hell out of him until he gets tired of my attitude. But what’s happening is ...