Dream About Family Conflict 32

I know my dreams can be weird and sometimes I skip from scenery to scenery. Anyway, this was also a strange dream. It started like this. I remember my mom and my three brothers, we were at the town where we grew up in. We usually went to this little center. You can buy anything you want from the shop and there's also a video shop. You can rent DVDs and videos. So I dreamed we were there, inside the video shop. We were wanting to rent a DVD but there were a lot of people and most of the movies we already watched. So my mom and my brother started getting impatient and somehow it ended up that I had to choose a DVD, a movie, and they'll meet me at the car afterwards. My mom and my three brothers went to the shop to get some sweets or food or whatever, I don't know. But they said they'll meet me at the shop when I'm... I mean they'll meet me at the car when I'm done and I said it's fine. I started looking for a movie. I finally found one and stood in line to rent the movie but there were a lot of people and they started shoving and being in my personal space. I couldn't handle it and I just thought, no, when I get home I'll download a movie and then we can watch a movie. So I put the DVD back and went out of the shop towards the car but they, my mom and my brothers, weren't at the car yet. So I went around again and waited for them at the shop where they said they were. I waited outside and lit the cigarette, smoked the cigarette, but the time moved so slow and I stuck out the cigarette to see if I could find them. I walked back to the car but the car wasn't there anymore and I was stunned. So I walked back towards the shop and they were in the street waving at me. I quickly got into the car and we drove away and they were a little mad at me. I don't know why they were looking for me and I took so long. Where was I? Stuff like that. Anyway, then the dream skipped where my mom and my dad and my three brothers were and we were talking but everybody was a little mad at me. I don't know, I don't know how the conversation came and my middle brother, the middle, middle, middle brother, he was saying mean things and I couldn't take it anymore. I started crying and I said things. I stood up for myself and some of the things that I said, well, I never judged them. I never judged any of my brothers when they make mistakes and I know I'm the oldest. I made a lot of mistakes but I never judged them. Usually when I make a mistake then I would blame myself. I blamed myself a lot when I finished school and left them with my father and not being there for them but my life had to go on and then I shouted, I'm not the parent. I'm not your mother. I'm your sister and you never had my back. I always had your back. I always knew what went on in your life. I know your favorite color, what you like to eat but you guys, you don't know your sister. I'm the oldest. Do you know anything about my favorite color? Do you know anything about the first time that I hurt myself? Do you know anything about how me and my husband met? Do you know anything? I was just crying and I said to them, I love you. I've always loved you guys and I would never judge you but it feels like I know more about you and I was always there for you. Then you three know about me, your own sister and I was never meant to be your parent or your mother or your father. They, our parents ruined our lives. Yet you, you always take their side. I don't understand why. I wipe my tears and yeah, that's the dream.