I live in a housing complex, with a big building that has apartments and various houses surrounding. My father is the property manager and good friends with the owner so he one of the houses at a greatly discounted rate. Thats the house I live in.

I moved to this place a few years ago because I hadn't been around my father's side of my family in many years, even had a young sibling I had never met. I didn't want to spent another year not knowing them. When I moved in my older cousin and my uncle lived there making 3 of us. It was was great being around them after so many years, I got a new job working with my uncle so commuting was easy, and I could save more money so it was cool.

Then i started to realize that my dad was the only one who cleaned when things were dirty, bought food for the house, and actively kept up with shared bills like internet. But dont forget my father doesnt live here. He only rented it so his brother and cousin would have a place to stay and he could keep all his equipment close to the complex. I didn't really make any dishes because I didn't cook and ordered out a lot because I was always at work. Still I didn't mind it too much because I lived there too and saw it as my responsibility to buy food for everyone and keeping things clean.

Fast forward a year or so, my cousin moves his ex in with her their son and her two kids from a previous marriage with little to no warning. That got to me because now the house had gotten more crowded and with kids any cleaning task got more frequent and tedious. I was already introverted but I ended up staying in my room a lot more because most of the time the kids or his ex were there doing something. Then my dad and my stepmom and younger brother started spending the nights on the weekends (which were my off days) and it felt like I had no room to breath. If I wanted to have a woman over it was at her house or i'd have to rent a room. My lack of solitude got so bad I changed my off days to monday and tuesday so I have peace and quiet while the kids were at school and everyone else was at work.

Fast forward, my uncles ex and the kids moved out and now 2 family friends have moved in. My current job offered me a position in another state and pay raise. But I turned It down because I didn't want to leave so soon when i just started feeling like my relationships with my family (especially brothers and father) started really blossoming. My dad had to go out of state for the property owner because he bought a huge multimillon dollar property and wanted him to be there while it's being renovated. He's gone for a few months and he left me "in charge" of our house and now all I want to do is leave.

The house is dirtier than before, ppl late on rent, loud, bringing friends over at random times of night, eating things they didn't buy then not replenishing, etc. I've talked to them, we've had house meetings, even threatened to kick them out but when i talk to my dad he always says he'll talk to them and nothing changes. I've come home after a long shift to find an overfilled bag of trash on the floor when we live about a hundred feet from big ass trash bins. My dad thinks it's too much pressure and I think It Is too because I wasn't aware I'd be babysitting adults!

I say all that to say I can't take it anymore. As much as I want to stay in proximity to my family but I don't think I can. There are times where we have get togethers and I just want to stay in my room. I need solitude, I need to be able to walk around in my undies without a random person being on the couch, I need to know my new pan set isn't going to be used to make something then be left to sit and and scrapped with a knife...Does that make me an asshole???