I need to bear the negative emotions of my entire family. Am I a trash can? 🤡🔒

Lately, my apartment in Chicago has turned into a battleground. My brother, grieving his friend, now treats my place like a hotel—showing up unannounced, bringing friends, and even demanding I change my plans for him. When I push back, he yells, calls me selfish, and even threatens me. My mom? She sides with him, blaming my reaction on my medication or saying I’m being irrational. I’m exhausted and angry—why am I always the bad guy for setting boundaries? Even when I try to talk to my therapist, I wonder: Am I really being unreasonable for wanting my own space? Have you ever felt trapped by your own family’s expectations? How do you rebuild trust when your privacy is constantly invaded? Please, tell me I’m not alone in this circus! 🤡🤯 #FamilyDrama #TrustIssues #SettingBoundaries #RomanticRelationships