My family. Apart from my mother, they are extremely lazy. They apparently hate me for eating a strict diet, because I don't drink beer, don't play computer games (I find those boring now), work really hard (12 hours daily) and am not excited all the time (because my mood is even all the time I'm very calm). Being excited apparently is a good thing, because it is "funny".
I thought a family is supposed to be helping, but apparently it's the opposite (except for my mother).
The amount of times I've heard "don't you want cake?", "that pizza is amazing!", "are you sure you don't want cake, it's really delicious". And they say it in a way, you know they're just trying to piss me off. I have a lot of stress already because of exams, they make it 10x worse.
On my birthday, they ate pie in front of me while they all knew damn well I wouldn't eat any. Yet they couldn't help but say "don't you want pie" multiple times.
The amount of times my brother called me gay last year, while being vegan (the funny thing is that his girlfriend looks like a dude, but I don't tell him that). I did look kinda girly back then, but I did never call him names... Never forgot that, I still just ignore him. I felt really sick at that time, and NOBODY helped me. They all treated me like crap. Of course it was my fault I was sick, but that doesn't mean you gotta make it worse.
The amount of times my father got mad because I told him he is wrong. Now, when he tries to tell me some bogus nutrition tips, I just nod and go away ("coconut oil is very bad for your health because it is a vegetable oil" really??? he said that 5 months ago. Now he said to my mother he will probably start to cook with it).
The more I work, the more I try to do good, the harder they make it for me.
Sorry for the rant. I'm leaving them monday and while I really look forward to that, I just wanted to get this out of my system.