So yesterday my mom asked me to go to walmart and pick up a prescription, which I was fine with. I told her I had to go to the bank also and she said fine, but no where else because they only had a quarter of a tank. So I did what I said I was going to do. Walmart, bank, home. Later that night they said I could use the car to go to walmart again if I put whatever money I had left into the gas tank, which was $6. I went to walmart, and the gas station; exactly what I said I was going to do. Nothing more, nothing less. I life 5 miles from walmart. THAT DOES NOT USE UP A QUARTER TANK OF GAS ON ANY VEHICLE! Let alone a Kia Van that gets like 25 mpg.
Now my mother is lying, saying that she didn't tell me we had a quarter tank of gas, that we had half. Now the van is apparently empty and it's my fault for using not a quarter of a tank, but half a tank. I just got into a screaming match with my father because he whole heartedly believes that I'm a shitty, lying, daughter. (He's told me this more than once.) And my mother is just sitting there, adding to it all and still lying about what she told me!
I mean, COME ON! I'm almost 21 years old and they're still pulling this shit! I don't know what to do anymore. I don't know how to handle the stress. The only good thing I have going in my life is my boyfriend. That's it. I'm ready to hurt people.