The only one

It seems as though i am the one moving stuff over. It seems as though i am going to be moving by my self or i'm going to through some tantrum soon. I'm moving boxes and taking them arranging them and here are my sister and brother knowing or looking at me do stuff and they don't care. I know that it's not my whole responsibility to do it all. I mean first of all i packed all of that junk by my self and i'm taking it by my self. Where is the fairness. There's none. And them in between i'm also doing the massages so i'm a lil tired but i keep trying. I take in visitors and on one shows or says hello to them. I feel a lil overwhelmed with the on help and i'm not complaining i'm doing it because i'm suppose to move stuff but it's not my solely responsibilily. You understand. Ugh. . .