Dirty Dishes, Shouting Matches, and the Real Cost of Family Money 💸

All I wanted was a quiet night in our tiny apartment, but the second my dad saw the pile of dishes, he exploded. He stormed in, yelling that I never help unless someone forces me. I lost it and yelled back—yeah, classic teenager move. Suddenly, he had his hands around my neck, not hard enough to hurt me for real, but enough to freak me out. I shoved him off, and we were screaming at each other in front of my little sisters. My mom and older sister rushed in to break it up, but guess what? I got kicked out. The wildest part? My mom said she was proud I stood up for myself, but still blamed me for "disrespecting an adult." Dad pretended I didn’t exist for months, and now everyone just laughs about it. But all this drama started because of money—who pays, who cleans, who gets to decide. Why do kids always get caught in the crossfire when adults can’t figure out their own mess? What would you do if you were me? I seriously need advice. 😩 #FamilyFinance #TeenStruggles #MoneyConflicts #RomanticRelationships