Having issues with my sister in my already small family.

This is going to be pretty long, I'm having relationship issues with both of my family and I want to know if there's something I could do to resolve them I'm sorry in advanced and I hope someone is willing enough to read my story and give me an idea of what to do.

To just start off, at this time there are maybe 20 people in my family in total, but by blood, I'm pretty sure there's well over 50+.

Before I was born my grandmother hated my father, I don't know why but I've heard from my mother it's due to how much he was worth. Basically my dad was middle class and my grandma didn't like that, my mom didn't care because she loved my dad and they got married and moved to another state. My mom had her first kid, my eldest sister Emily. Around 3 years later my mom and dad had another kid, my second eldest sister, Eliza. Another short 3 years and she had me, Ember.

When I was born my sisters Emily, and Eliza were 3, and 6. From what I've been told Emily didn't mind me at all, she in fact loved me and always wanted to help my mother take care of me. Eliza on the other hand, now being the middle daughter scoffed and told my mom to take me back to where she had gotten me. Through out my infancy Eliza would continuously pinch me, and make me cry. My mother and father got a divorce when I was 4 or 5 which would place Eliza at 7 or 8, and Emily at 10 or 11. My mom was now a single mom, trying to provide for her 3 daughters. When she was at work and Emily was too young to look after us, we were taken to a family friend's house because she also had a few young children of her own. When Eliza and I were going to the same elementary school she would make fun of me with other students, and ridicule me. At home she'd take my favorite toy and hide him from me, threaten to hurt him among other things. My mother wouldn't be able to afford new clothes for me and when Eliza grew out of her clothes she would refuse to let me have them because they were hers. Regardless of the fact that she couldn't even fit into them anymore, same went for toys even if it sat in the bottom of her toybox for 6 months and she didn't touch it, she would refuse to give it up because it was hers. As for Emily? Emily became sort of like a second mom, since mom had to work to try to make everything ok for us, Emily was the person who was there when we got home, and watched us until mom came back.

When I was 8, Eliza was 11, and Emily was 14 my father had apparently suffered congestive heart failure while he was attending a college reunion back in his home state. At this time he had a long distance relationship with a woman he had met online, she had come down to visit and meet us and she was a very nice woman. She would go to Disney a lot when she did visit, and my father would always take us with him. 2 years later my dad took me to Iowa (where his girlfriend lived) for the summer. I was up there for about 2 and a half months. A month after I came back with him, he had left again for Iowa (He spent every other month up there.) then a month later 5 days before he was supposed to come back my father had an episode, another fit of congestive heart failure, he wouldn't make it. I was 10, Eliza was 13, and Emily was 16.

After my father passed my sisters seemed a lot closer to me than they had been before. Of course with something so major happening to us it was bound to do that. But as time went on things went back to normal. Emily and Eliza would go around with their group of friends and I always stayed behind even though I really wanted to be their friend, but I was too young, according to Eliza, and Emily would always agree.

By the time I was 18, Eliza was 21, Emily was 24 and they had moved out of the house, Eliza had dropped out of high school, and Emily had dropped out as well, but immediately after she had obtained her GED. Both worked at a local theme park, and mom and I barely saw them as much. My mother and I moved to another city about 30 minutes away from where we were already living so we could visit and see my sisters whenever and they could do the same. But every time we went to see them they were always more happy to see mom, I was more of a "you could take it or leave it" option. Shortly after, Eliza and Emily would move back into mom's house, things between Emily and her boyfriend didn't work out, so they left. Before my father passed away he was on disability due to the congestive heart failure. When he did pass away, we began receiving survivors checks because he was already paying for child support with his SS money. By the age of 18, I had racked up about 20k I had fallen in with some kids from my high school and I had started smoking weed, but I wasn't paying for it out of my bank account, in fact I honestly had no idea how to go about accessing my savings account, nor did I care to.

The first time Eliza ever showed any interest in being close to me, like a sister was when I had turned 18. She knew how to get into the savings accounts, exactly what I would need to do so. I kind of get the feeling she took advantage of that. We started out by smoking weed, I believe I had gone to her, we both smoked, we knew we were both smokers, but we never really smoked together or discussed it. But here we were, going to buy a bag from her dude a few miles away, stopping at the bank to withdraw money for it. Through the next 2 years, Eliza would happily assist with giving me ideas to spend my money on and I would foolishly do so. I'm not saying that none of this was my fault, because I should have said no. I should have thought about my future and where her savings had gone. Probably to the same things. Worthless junk, weed, cigarettes, shit I don't really need, and impulse buying. These 2 years all 3 of us would actually come closer, I believe it's mostly because Eliza had been getting what she wanted from me. The moment I started running dry on cash and slamming on the breaks to try to save what little of my savings account I had left (I think about 2 or 3 grand?) because I was going to meet up with my SO and go to a convention in another state together. When Eliza found out about that she told me "if you get raped and murdered we'll just use the rest of your savings account to bury you there. Then I can have the rest" When I came back from that trip, Eliza wanted pretty much nothing to do with me, and Emily let me tell her about everything that happened. I was still pretty sour about that gem that she dropped but I kept it in, I had finally gotten her to like me at least a little, but after awhile I found out it was just the money she had liked.

I was 20 when I came back from that trip, Eliza was 23, and Emily was 26. Eliza was working at a local store, minimum wage graveyard shifts, and she hated it. Eliza was working at my mom's job. I decided that I need to do something about my situation, I had graduated high school (barely) and I had no car and I lived in the middle of nowhere, so it was hard for me to even start trying to think about a job. I decided I needed to go away to school, so I went to Job Corps, I would be gone for 5 months. I came back for a week after 2.5 months on Eliza's birthday because I had missed my 21st birthday with my family and I really didn't want to miss Eliza's birthday. Mom decided it was a great idea and got the arrangements ready, when I got home my mom and Emily would pick me up from the bus station, Eliza had the excuse of "I didn't feel like it" and she didn't even hug me. My mom had a great idea because I had missed my birthday and it was Eliza's birthday that we go out to celebrate them both, when Eliza heard about it she suddenly didn't want to go anymore "it's my birthday not hers." even though I didn't get to celebrate my birthday. I sat outside of an abandoned ice cream shop in the middle of nowhere near my campus and drunk little single shot alcohol bottles with one of my good friends, smoked a blunt then went back to campus. I just dropped it and said let her have it, I didn't want to fight. When I left for the bus station a week later, only mom would take me, Emily would give me a hug and a kiss goodbye before we left, and Eliza was asleep. she didn't really care. When I came back home for good, it was basically the same, Emily and mom picked me up from the bus station, and showed me buttloads of love and told me how much they missed me. Eliza was home again.

I would struggle between May and December to get a job, Job Corps had sent me away with a pretty large check (about 1200) and suddenly Eliza was my best friend again. I didn't let her have her way completely, I bought a bag and when she came back for more, I said no. I needed the money to work on my car and to find a job and to go see my SO again. Mom started helping me try to fix my car up, Try to get it to run, help me get insurance, anything she could possibly do to help me get a job so I could get on with my life. Eliza didn't like that. I had bought the car 4 years prior for Eliza because she didn't have any of her savings left and needed a car to get back and forth to work with. She over heated it, and made it so it wouldn't run, mom got the car up and running and Eliza refused to drive it because it was too "risky" even though my mom had paid for triple A on the car in case it ever did break down. Eliza didn't care and the car sat in our yard up until 2012 when my mom was trying to get it on the road for me. The car ran until about late Jan I had already gotten a job in December and I was paying mom rent and when my car went she was able to drop me off and pick me up on her way to work and on her way home from work. For this I tossed an additional $30 a paycheck at her. Come March I would lose that job.

After I lost my job a lot of things about Eliza would come out of the wood work. Eliza says that she feels like Emily has been more of a mother towards her than my mom has. She says that she's mad because when she killed Emily's car and was working 70 miles away from where we lived (one way mind you) mom didn't offer to drop her off at work or pick her up (which mom would have had to leave the house at 2:30 am, to get to work by 6 am). She says that mom does absolutely nothing to help her even though when Eliza expresses problems to mom and mom tells her what to do Eliza doesn't do it. Eliza needed a tutor so my mom told her to go on craigslist to find one, she found one. Mom asks her to email him, she never did. Now it's mom's fault, and mom doesn't help her. Even though she's been without a job since mid 2012,and all she really does is clean up around the house, and when Eliza does have a job she feels she shouldn't have to pay mom rent.

Eliza never wants me to share the same interests as her. When listening to music she declares certain bands "her band" and gets angry if I listen to any of it. I can't do or like anything that Eliza likes because if I do I'm copying off of her, but it's fine if Emily or one of her friends copies her.

The issues with Emily are very minuscule compared to Eliza. My only problem I'm having with Emily is it seems she never wants me around her, and every time I talk to her it seems she just wants me to go away. I'm pretty sure this is a result of the fact that Eliza is constantly around her, pretty much from the second Emily gets home from work, until she goes to bed at night Eliza is constantly up her ass. According to mom all Emily wants is to be left alone sometimes, but Eliza never leaves. She's always in her room and I guess Emily's too afraid to tell her to leave because Eliza will get pissed off.

There are a lot more issues about Eliza and my mom doesn't know what to do with her or about her. If anyone's willing to give me any kind of advice I'd really appreciate it. I'm so sorry that this is so long but I really need help. If someone is willing to listen to the other problems that we're having with Eliza I would greatly appreciate it if they are willing to offer me some kind of advice.