Hi. I'm 16F, and my brother is 20M. To make this story short, I'll give you a brief look into our childhood, though I can barely remember it.

We grew up around a lot of arguing, lack of guidance, lack of unconditional love, etc. Our parents got divorced back in 2017, if I remember correctly. I am unsure of what hardships my brother has gone through as him and I hardly interact anymore, let alone be vulnerable within our emotions. It's safe to say that we didn't grow up in the best way, which definitely altered our guidance in the correct path.

That being said, I moved in with my father, 66M, back in November of 2020. Ever since I moved in, I have been held to a standard that I have to clean. Now, I would've had no issue with this standard if it were fair and equal. However, it is not. Both my dad and brother hold me to this standard that I am expected to clean whenever the house is empty and I'm alone. I'll throw this in now: I am disabled. Both physically and mentally. Doing hard tasks such as cleaning the whole house is damaging to my body and my mental health as it's something I have to do constantly, and I'm unable to make time for myself if I'm constantly cleaning the house.

I have had numerous talks with both my brother and father as a whole about the unfairness of everything, but my words either fall upon deaf ears or my words give me false hope. I've given up on trying, so that means I gave up on cleaning. I'd also like to mention that my brother doesn't do anything around the house. The only thing he does is complain, complain, and complain about the house. It's very tiring and annoying, so I often snap at him that if he doesn't like it, then he can either move out or do something about it. There have been many instances where my brother has complained about something that he could've done himself. My brother has a license, a car of his own, including a motorcycle, and has a stable job (stable enough to where he can purchase expensive parts for cars, go to the beach with his gf, and buy the latest iphone). My brother has gotten onto my dad for not buying him deodorant or cheese cubes on time... You heard me. Deodorant or cheese cubes. Mind you, he has a car, and he has money.

Enough being said, my brother did something that pissed me off to my limits tonight. He went to go grab him some dinner, that my dad spent an hour on cooking, and he spilled it (on accident). I go out of my room to grab some dinner, and I see it on the spilled food on the floor. I immediately ask my dad why there's spilled food on the floor, and my dad says that my brother spilled it. I replied, saying that he needed to clean it up. My dad says that my brother left. He left? Without cleaning up his mess? It's either up to me or my dad to clean it up, but I'm not cleaning it up because I've cleaned up this families mess for years on end. I'm tired of it, and I want my brother GONE. I don't even talk to him. I don't like him. I don't love him. I even plan on going with no contact with him when I get my own place. So, AITAH for wanting my brother gone?