So, I (16f) live on a farm with my aunt, uncle, and my two cousins, Maya and Zach, who are both 20. I absolutely hate it here, but I don’t know what to do. They’re so controlling. My aunt, Maya, and Zach all act like they’re the boss of me. I’m not allowed to go to school. I have to be homeschooled, so I’m stuck with them all the time.
My room has to be kept perfectly clean, and one of them always checks to make sure it is. My bed has to be made, and my clothes have to be put away. If not, they take everything away from me. Meanwhile, Maya and Zach don’t have to do any of that. Zach never even makes his bed.
I also have the smallest room in the house. I have to wear certain clothes. I can only wear long sleeves, sweaters, jeans, and leggings. No shorts, no crop tops, and not even short sleeves. I hate it. Maya and Zach can wear whatever they want.
Homeschooling is the worst because Maya is the one teaching me. I have to sit at the kitchen table, not even in my room, and there is so much work to do.
The farm is also terrible because I have to help Maya and Zach with all the chores, while my aunt and uncle do not even do any. We have cows, chickens, and horses. The only thing I like is that I can ride my horse and spend time with the animals, but even then, I have to go with Maya or Zach, and I hate it.
I am not allowed to leave the house without Maya or Zach, or both of them, accompanying me. I cannot have my phone in my room. I have to keep it in common areas. I have to ask to use it, and I can only have it for 30 minutes at a time, with Maya or Zach supervising me.
I also have to exercise every single day, and Maya and Zach have to report to my aunt and uncle that I did. I have to eat everything on my plate and show them what I ate, which makes no sense because I am not three years old.
I also have to say “yes ma’am,” “no ma’am,” “yes sir,” and “no sir,” and I am not allowed to curse, which I hate.
I cannot live like this. Back at my mom’s house, I could do whatever I wanted. I could go out whenever I wanted. I am 16 years old, and I am being treated like a toddler. They take my stuff away all the time, and they even make me write lines, which I hate. Most of the time, I did not even do anything wrong.