So, big sis (with the eating disorder) has been home for about a week. Up until last night, she has been pretty nice. But last night, she needed an ipod charging cable, and mine had been taken by a little brother, so I decided to be nice and I told her where my dad's cable was. A little later, Dad asked me if I knew where his charger cable was, and I said "I don't know, Zoe probably has it." My mistake, because she didnt. She had, in fact, found mine and used it. So, she came up, and started yelling at me because Dad had asked her if she took his cable, and then (as usual) her rant ended with her calling me a b***h, kicking me, cussing me out some more, and then leaving. To my credit, I didn't yell back this time, I closed my eyes and bit my tongue, but I am getting so sick of how she treats me! This has been going on for YEARS!!! I was just trying to help her, and now I'm the bad guy again. I guess you can't make someone love you if they are determined to hate you, aye?