I just called 111 on my sister after she threatened to shank me with a butcher’s knife.
I took 10 minutes before finally gapping it down to the main road and dialing. When the cops came she explained to them “he has ADHD and Asperger’s” and “he doesn’t think right” and they immediately took the seriousness of “COOL STORY BRO” and started treating me like a little kid. I’m 17 and she’s 20. For fuck’s sake, you’d think people would have more maturity than that. One of the few things that pisses me off more than people using an excuse out of their mental illness is people who use it for their own excuse. My sister and I have been fighting for years but nothing like this. I feared for my life, which is obviously why I called the police. Now my mum, her friend, that bitch and her boyfriend are having a nice little chat in the fucking lounge. This surprises me, my sister has been a total cow for over a year to everyone in our household. Nobody cares though. She’ll get away with murder one day and I swear with all my life that it’ll be my blood on her hands. She’ll plead innocent and get away scotch free.

My questions to these nonexistant Gods and laws of luck and karma are these:

Why do people never care about any of her wrongdoings but praise every little thing she does right?
Why don’t people ever take me seriously?
How can people like her take so many of others’ disadvantages and use them for their own personal gain?
What is so wrong with me?