Pick on reyna

Today has literally been a "Pick on Reyna" Day gratuitously by my mother... I don't know what it is... well actually it has been the last 2 days which puts me a little on edge...  Yesterday, I don't remember much anymore... but I do remember *nothing being right*... Or she woke upon the wrong side of the bed, I truly don't know!  Today it started with yelling... ugh... I  hate it... I don't yell back(try not to)... but I try to just get her say everything she needs to so I can just go on my business... So she has been in her room most of the day today and I started washing early... I made lunch and dinner right after each other... I love cooking and when I'm stressed I do stuff that takes a long time so I can relax... I tend to ignore because I don't want to say anything I would regret. She is very emotional also, so I've learn to practically be a punching bag where they can let out there anger... but imagine the punching bag punching you bag... you would probably start crying too... I hear my headphones and listen to music low to hear what they say and loud enough to not be edgy about everything they say. There are times where my silence, *shrugs*- which she hates, my idk(s) -which she also hates aren't enough so I have to respond... I am sorry I try to avoid it especially when I'm mad but she's  been back and forth and nice... and then pissy and then nice and then back again... so I'm just like wtf... she she asks me something and well I snap... I'm sorry... 
but you don't go tormenting a dog all day and then just because you're in a good mood go and try and pet it... it will (I guarantee it) bite you  back... I know I'm suppose to have more control but it's been like since for a couple of days... and there is so much I can keep to myself before I snap... I'm human and I can't take all the crap to myself...  I try but I can't... She's probably on edge for tomorrow but ok.... I've learn to deal with everybody's responsibilities and a thank would be nice... not try and push me more...Someone takes a nap (I wake them up), I pick them up, They forget something - I tend to it, If the bills aren't on time- it's my fault (sure I don't[ have to say them), but I feel like a freakin- personal assistant to everybody except I'm not getting paid and I'm assisting everybody not just one person... *sigh*....
The kids cry or fight and it's my fault... jeez...