I forgot that coming back home would entail my stepfather being there and forcing his way into conversation with me. He's so annoying, hippocritical, rude at times, and just all around unpleasant, and his presence is so big and intrusive. He tries so hard to force himself in as family, and my mother constantly makes me feel bad about not liking him, and I keep falling for it and giving him a chance, but it never goes well. I can't take it. It's because of him that I'm terrified of knocking on doors, and whatever other mundane things that should be fine but aren't. It doesn't help that he constantly complains to me about my sister, but in a friendly way as if it's expected that I agree. He's also ultra protective of my mother and little sister, so I can't say practically anything about either of them in his presence, and even if they're in the wrong their side is taken. He's also convinced of false facts, and teaches my little sister so much misinformation. I can't look at her or talk to her without thinking of him. I just refer to her as his daughter most of the time rather than my sister. He yells at my mother sometimes and when I talk to her about it, she doesn't care. He also instills his false knowledge and whatnot on her, making it hard for me to look at her without thinking of him either. His presence is toxic. I feel bad complaining about him, because he's not as bad as what other people have, and with that way of thinking, I feel bad about complaining about any of my problems. But I keep it all inside, and then have moments like this where I'm in bed crying and when I'm asked what's wrong my my mother, I have to tell her it's nothing, and nothing gets better.