It’s been really hard living in my home. There are a lot of us under one roof — my mom, my sisters, my cousin, and my sisters’ kids. That alone makes things stressful, but what’s been harder is the lack of support I feel when it comes to basic needs, like food. My older sister can be petty sometimes, and my mom has just stopped buying food for us in general. Weeks can go by without food being bought, and when it does happen, it’s usually just for the younger kids. I understand the little ones need to eat first, but it hurts that I’m not thought about at all. I’m 16, and a lot of the time I feel invisible in my own home. There are days when I’m literally starving, and I can taste the emptiness — the lack of flavor, the lack of care. Even when food is in the house, I’m often not included, like I don’t matter. It’s not just about eating; it’s about feeling like someone actually sees me and cares enough to make sure I’m okay. Right now, I feel stuck. I don’t know what to do because I can’t change the situation on my own. I just wish I had the support and love that every kid deserves, the kind that makes you feel safe and taken care of.