This is really petty, but I can't handle this anymore. I want someone to talk to about it.

My dad likes to play around a lot, which is fine, but he keeps calling me a different name. 

My middle name is Renee, and my sister's, who I loath, is Elizabeth, and my dad keeps calling me Elizabeth. 

I have four sisters and three brothers. I am the youngest girl and the second youngest child. I have worked my entire life to not be overshadowed by my siblings, and no it hasn't worked whatsoever, but that's what I've done. Now it is petty, but I don't want to be called Elizabeth. I want to have my own identity and the fact that my dad sits there and calls me that, it really gets to me. It shouldn't but it does. My name is Renee, not Elizabeth. It's been this way for 21 years. 

And now, just to spite me, he's going to smoke his weed. He knows I hate that, and I'm always afraid that he's gonna make me fail a drug test if I'm around it. I think I should call his work and have them test, because then he'll realize what he has been doing. I need to go back to my college. That's the only place I feel any type of comfortable. I don't feel like this is my home. I don't belong here. They don't want me here. I'm just tired of being here. I don't think I can hang in there until August...