Hey Reddit,

This might be a bit all over the place, but I (M20) really need to get this off my chest.

So earlier today, my younger sister forgot to refill a water container like my grandma (we call her Nanay) asked. My grandma got mad, and in front of everyone, she straight-up called her "babaeng walang silbi" (which means "useless girl" in Filipino). Honestly, that hit me in a way I didn’t expect. Like, I get that my sister messed up, but there was no need to go that far.

I'm not the type to start arguments — like, I avoid confrontation like the plague. But this time, I just couldn’t stay quiet. I told her something like, "She just forgot to refill it, no need to call her that — it hurts to hear stuff like that, especially for a kid." I didn’t even expect myself to say that, but once the words were out, it felt like the right thing to do.

Since then, Nanay’s been acting all passive-aggressive, pretending to "fix" stuff around the house but clearly just sulking. I tried to lighten the mood at dinner by making a joke about a hotdog escaping my chopsticks (yeah, random, I know) — it made my sister laugh, at least. But the tension is still thick, and I can feel it.

Now, I feel guilty. Not because I think what I said was wrong, but because I’m worried she’ll twist the story to my dad or her other kids. In our culture, elders are always right, especially if they’re sick, and any kind of disagreement gets labeled as "disrespect," no matter the situation.

On top of all this, no one comes with me to my dialysis sessions. I’m literally fighting to stay alive, and no one even bothers to be there. I never complain about it, though, because I don’t want to make anyone feel bad. But days like this just make everything feel even heavier — like I’m the one holding up the family’s emotional weight while no one else seems to notice.

I get that Nanay’s frustrated. Money’s tight, my dad borrows from her a lot, and she’s stressed out. I get it. But why does it always feel like the anger and frustration land on me and my sister? Why does it always have to be us who have to take it?

Right now, I just feel... broken. I don’t even know how to let myself cry properly anymore — it’s like everything just gets pushed down and ignored.

So Reddit... AITA for standing up for my sister and "talking back" to my grandma?