not for the faint hearted: Blowing Off Steam

Just a for warning if you are faint hearted, looking to fix someones life, don't like to hear the down side of life DON"T READ THIS POST.

I have reached a point that if I don't let off some steam and vent a little then I am going to blow. I have kept it together as long as I can. Now don't get me wrong I love my life, I love my family, I love my friends. I have just hit my breaking point. For those that don't know my life has gone through a lot of changes over the past year and for the most part all the changes have been good. I am just having a hard time adjusting to the most recent changes. Frank and two of his kids moved in with me and my kids this year. I love having them here, but I am feeling like I am losing myself. My home no longer feels like MY HOME. I feel like I have been pushed out of my own place. Now I know that when someone moves in that you have to give up some stuff to make things fit. But I feel like I am giving up everything and getting nothing. The kids have over run the house anytime that I am at home I have to stay in my room which doesn't feel like my room because of all the crap that Frank has in there now. All my things have been moved in to a 3ft book shelf on one side of the room while all his stuff is taking up the rest of the room. The past weekend as I was adding yet another 6ft book shelf for him to put his things on I said to him at the rate he is going I will be out of the room in 3 months. He laughed...I was serious. The kids are pushing past my point of comfort. Its like they are trying to see how far I will go and when I try to tell Frank about it he thinks I am just being to hard on them. You see he puts down all these rules for the kids ( his and my kids both) yet he is never there to enforce the rules. Now I can handle my kids but his kids are 16 and 14 and I don't feel like I can disipline them and they know it. They sit around the house doing nothing but fighting and picking. They have taken over the living area of my house, taken over the computer, the phone, the yard....ect. And I am expected to do the cooking, the cleaning, driving them everywhere, do this do that but getting nothing in return. I have literally worked myself to the point of being sick, as a matter of fact I have been sick for the last 3 months. I have been to the doctor 4 times in three months, gotten 4 shots, been on 15 different kinds of meds, including anti depressants, I have missed numerous days at work, yet these selfish people I call my family still expect me to wait on them hand and foot.
And its not just the kids last week I was home from work three days very ill. I tried to work on Thursday but my boss sent me home early. I took the family out to dinner ( I didn't want to cook) had to go to the store after dinner to get stuff for the next morning, came home was getting the kids ready for bed Frank announces he needs his work clothes washed so up I get go do laundry, pick up the living room and then Justin said he needed his basketball uniform washed so I do more laundry. After a while I get a ice cream and go sit on the bed to wait for the clothes to dry and Frank gets mad because I didn't bring him anything he yells and I end up sleeping on the couch because he is mad at me. What the hell?!? Same thing today when I get up. Frank has the day off work I'm still not feeling well but have to get to work. On top of being sick my monthly is back for the second time this month ( think its due to all the meds) Frank is in the mood to be intimet I tell him I can't he gets mad and is not talking to me now. I have never loved anyone like I love him yet I have never been with some one as selfish as he is. He can never seem to see things from any other point of view than his own.