Okay, so, first a little background. This story involves me (23F), my dad (48M), my bonus mom (45F, I think), my brother (20M), my 2 bonus sisters (14F and 16F) and my boyfriend (21M). My brother and I do about 50/50 with our parents since we both still live at home. When we can, we go to my bonus mom on the weekends. Usually, we do something from the freezer in situations like this, but the freezer was quite empty.

Now, the story. Normally, I don't mind cooking for everyone, that's the 7 of us. I would like some help, since it's a lot most of the time, but I usually manage okay. However, last Thursday, so 4 days ago, I was hit by a car while riding my bike. I'm still in pain, I'm bruised and scratched badly and there's a crack in my left little finger. I can't stand really long and I can't put any weight on my left leg or do much with my left hand as I was hit from the left so that side took the brunt of the hit. I was lucky, I was wearing my helmet and narrowly avoided a gigantic rock on the side of the road. I was rushed to the hospital and they took photos. I don't have any broken bones, but the doctor did say I could have difficulty with pains and stuff up until 1 week after the accident, and my little finger 3-4 weeks. Sunday, yesterday, my dad and bonus mom were working in the garden, and they expected me to still cook. My brother and youngest bonus sister were still in bed, my oldest bonus sister was at some party. My boyfriend did help, but he's pretty clueless when it comes to cooking. He's learning and absolutely willing to help, but I needed more help than that in this case. I was in pain, I cried and asked for help, but my dad told me that cleaning up the garden HAD to be done that day and that I would be fine. I even called upstairs to my bonus sister and brother who were lying in bed, awake, scrolling on their phone, but I got no answer. So it was me and my boyfriend, cooking for 7 people, while the dishes weren't done yet either. My boyfriend did as much as he could, but I didn't want to make him do it alone either. So, I sucked it up and did it, because otherwise, it would've been my fault if we didn't have lunch. But I exerted myself and the pain is worse now than yesterday.

So, AITAH for being mad at everyone and everything right now for them making me stand up for 2 hours and cook for them with just my boyfriend to help while being in pain? While 2 of them were literally lying in bed scrolling on their phone. It's also the third time they've done this. The first and second time I wasn't in pain, it wasn't fun, because they could come and whine about how long it was taking but didn't want to help, but in the end, I managed. This was just the last straw since I was in a ridiculous amount of pain, and actually NEEDED the help.