The Pain of being born into a Family made of mentally exhausted and problematic people

The family I was born in is a collection of mentally-unstable people made of half-worlds.

It's familiar and timeless. But I don't particularly appreciate that I'm pushed to difficult circumstances they created to respond in the specific way that I know because the adults, the supposed role models, have shown me that's how the cycle of dealing with the most trivial and temporary hardships "should" be: angry, frustrated all the time, paranoid of everything, one mistake and it feels like I'm going to be killed and destroyed.

Its my first time venting online. I just need one space to put it all out in a memorable manner. And I hope similarworlds would be kind to listen.