I (21F) honestly feel like I’m losing my mind. My parents have always favored my brother (17M). He’s their only biological kid, and it shows. I live with my bio mom and stepdad, and the favoritism has been obvious my whole life — but this situation has pushed me to my breaking point.

Last Monday my car broke down. I called my parents before getting a tow because I hoped it was something simple.
It wasn’t.

My car started smoking while I was driving. I paid $160 for a tow and had it taken to my dad’s buddy’s shop. But nobody will tell me what’s actually wrong with it. My dad immediately asked how much money I had saved and said I “needed a new car.”

Before the tow, I crawled under the car myself and didn’t see anything broken. Suddenly my dad claims something is “hanging” and “broken,” but refuses to show me. He even “joked” to his buddy that I destroyed my car. It didn’t feel like a joke.

The only thing I know for sure is that my rear tires had to be manually unlocked because the parking brake somehow turned on by itself.

As soon as we left the shop, my parents started showing me old cars from 2005–2010… while I currently drive a 2017 Titanium Escape that I worked two waitressing jobs for three years to afford.

When I asked what about my car, they said they’d “fix it up and give it to my brother.”

My dad claims he gets to decide because he once put $6,000 toward the car after a government shutdown — and because I get paid to go to school due to his 100% military disability. So suddenly it’s “his” money and “his” car.

They refuse to put the car in my name. They want me to buy a new one… in his name again.

My brother has never had a job. He plays video games all day. Doesn’t help around the house. Eats everything. Barely passes high school. They can’t even trust him to wake up on time. But somehow he “deserves” my car more than I do.

Since my car broke down, I’m not allowed to walk anywhere in town — not even to the IGA or Dollar General. I feel like a hostage in my own home.

I’ve been depressed about the car, and my mom cornered me in my room demanding to know why I was “acting depressed.” When I said it was my car, she told me:
“You need to stop being depressed because you’re making me depressed.”

I broke down crying. I’ve told them before that I struggle with suicidal thoughts, and their “help” back then was… dyeing my hair.

I finally told her I’m on anxiety meds and trying to get therapy. She said she doesn’t know why I’m like this because I “have life made.”

This part hurts the most though.

My elderly neighbor — who was like a grandmother to me — passed away a few days before Mother’s Day. Her husband told my parents I was absolutely invited to the funeral and so were they.

My mom decided for me that I wasn’t going.
It was down the road.
But because I don’t have a car (at the time), I’m “not allowed to walk anywhere.”

She prioritized my sister’s monthly meeting instead — a meeting that isn’t even important.

My parents are suddenly talking about buying the trailer next door and “moving me out there,” maybe even hinting my boyfriend could move too. But I’m not getting my hopes up — it feels like bait to make me drop my guard.

I’ve gone cold and distant. They notice, but I don’t care. I’m tired of being their maid, their emotional dumping ground, and their afterthought.

I’ve decided to give up the car. If they want to hand it to my brother, fine. I’ll get a new one — probably a Toyota RAV4 or Honda Civic — and I will not pay a dime if my stepdad insists it must be in his name.

I’m just done.
Done being controlled.
Done being guilt‑tripped.
Done being treated like I don’t matter.

Also is this all narcissistic behavior or what? how would y’all explain the situation after reading this. I posted it to AIO , definitely know i’m not in a loving home after this rollercoaster but i needed to vent and felt this was very entitled like behavior out of my parents.

Hello Reddit. This isn’t the first time I’ve posted about issues with my parents and my brother, but here we are again.

I (21F) feel like I’m at my breaking point. My parents have always clearly favored my brother (17M) his whole life. The only explanation that makes sense is that he’s their only biological kid. I live with my bio mom and stepdad.

Yesterday my car broke down. I asked my parents to come help before I called a tow truck because my car wouldn’t move, and I thought maybe it was something simple.
IT WAS NOT.

My car started smoking while I was driving. I paid $160 for a tow and had it taken to my dad’s buddy’s shop. But they won’t tell me what’s wrong with my car. My dad immediately asked how much money I had saved and said I was “gonna need a new car.”

I kept asking what the issue was, because before the tow I crawled under my car looking for anything broken or abnormal and saw nothing. Suddenly he’s telling me something is “hanging” and “broken,” but he wouldn’t show me.

When we dropped the car off, he “jokingly” told his buddy that I destroyed my car. It didn’t feel like a joke. At this point I STILL don’t know what’s wrong with it. All I know is that my rear tires had to be manually unlocked because somehow my parking brake turned on by itself without me pushing the button.

We leave the shop and my parents immediately start telling me I’ll have to buy a new car. They start showing me older cars from 2005–2010… while I currently drive a 2017 Titanium Escape. I asked, “What about my car?” and they said they’d fix it up and give it to my brother.

Plus my dad feels entitled to this decision because it’s “his” money now all of sudden because I get paid to go to school because my dad got 100% disability from military.

I lost it. I worked my butt off for three years for that car, working two waitressing jobs. They use the excuse that my dad got extra pay after the government shutdown and put $6,000 toward paying off my car — and that’s why they refuse to put the car in my name. (That’s a whole other story.)

It honestly feels like they let me have the car just long enough for me to pay for everything, and now that something major happened, they want to fix it and hand it to my brother while forcing me into buying another car.

Mind you, my brother is a lazy POS. He’s never had a job. All he does is play video games, never helps around the house, eats everything, and can barely pass high school. They can’t even trust him to wake up on time or get on the bus.

This whole situation makes me feel cornered and stressed. My parents keep insisting on paying for repairs on my current car because I had small issues I ignored — like my seat motor being blown so the driver’s seat doesn’t move, or something that just makes the car more eco‑friendly but doesn’t affect driving. They insist all of that “needs” to be fixed, then immediately start talking about buying me a new car.

I feel like they’re taking advantage of the fact that I work hard for my stuff. I’ve been job hunting for months and trying to save so my boyfriend and I can move out. But now my dad is saying any new car “has to be in his name AGAIN,” and I’m scared the same thing will happen all over.

They also use the excuse that I “have it easier because I’m a woman” and my brother “has it harder because he’s a man,” which makes zero sense.

So Reddit… AIO, or am I onto something with thinking my parents are using this situation to favor my brother?

i just absolutely struggle to keep playing one world as much as i want to though.

i just want some tips for a single player forever world.