Happy New Year! Or Not

So, I rang in the New Year at home. I was actually able to sing in the shower last night too, because Issues wasn't in the house. I was able to let go some of the tension I'd been feeling.

This morning I was up at 9:15. I got ready then went to work from 11-4, which I thought was 5. It was a tedious day of organizing and alphabetizing video games. I was glad I'd messed up the times and was able to go home early. That was a mistake.

At home I was all settled in to eat dinner and finally relax, since I now had a headache and my body's trying to get itself sick. So, on the couch "I don't like you touching my cushion." "Fine, happy? I'm so sick of your and your issues!" "Here dad, there's a spot for you on the couch, there's too much attitude down here for me."

Then dad yells at all of us and we get banished to our rooms. No dinner. No relaxing on the couch. Nothing.

Background:
Older sister going through a divorce. Been at our hour the past two years+. In that time I've been yelled at by my dad various times, have had to give up my car, my singing in the shower and any free time in the living room during the day. I've also had to delete all the shows I was watching on the TV because she was dumb enough to watch them at the most inappropriate time.

Question:

When is time to stop using your "issues"?
When do you make someone realize they're hurting you the same way your ex was hurting you?


Not such a "Happy" New Year.