Who am I...

Who am I? That's a loaded question... I am a wife, a mother, a sister, an aunt, a daughter, a daughter in law, a migraine sufferer, and a friend. I have recently been thinking to myself Who am I. I live in a house where I am treated like a maid and a teenager. I am 36 and I am doing everything for my in laws. I would love to say that I am grateful for them letting us live with them if it wasn't for the fact that my father in law is an ass... I love him but damn. Our oldest daughter only comes home on the weekend. We hide in our room all the time. He complains when we make foods that "he can't eat" but when we make something special for him he tells us not to bother. Well what the hell do you want. I'm a woman who can't spend time with my whole family. When my brother in law and his wife are here they treat me like shit cause I don't go to church with everyone. Well excuse me if all the damn perfume and fake ass people give me a migraine.