Resenting in the Present

I went to bed last night feeling like I was crap. I felt that way because I have to do everything all the time for other people and get forgotten every time.
When I was 9 my aunt fell and broke both of her arms. At the time, my uncle was working at Bell Atlantic and smoking crack. I ended up being the person that HAD to take care of her. Emphasis on HAD because I had no choice. I love my aunt to death but I had to do everything for her. When I didn't want to do the dirty jobs she would get mad and curse. That went on about 6 months.
When I 12 I had to live with my aunt because my Nana (great grandmother was moving into senior living building. This time it was even worst because I was a little older. I had to cook, clean, get my cleaning criticized, make sure garbage was at the curb, do laundry. I even had to prepare the Thanksgiving dinner.