Months passed, and life became exhausting. They didn’t help with bills or chores, and Gwen’s pregnancy became an excuse for constant demands. I found myself running errands at odd hours and sacrificing my own needs. Even my birthday went unnoticed, and when I tried to set boundaries, they brushed me off.The final straw came when I returned home after a long day to find Gwen had eaten the dinner I’d just cooked. When I expressed my frustration, Tyler and Mom turned on me, accusing me of being selfish. Then, unbelievably, they told me to leave my own house until I could “apologize.”