When I went to the refrigerator to get a drink, I found that my familiar home had been taken over by a multitude of elder sisters. The scary older sister from way back had called her colleagues over to our house because of overtime work (someone even went to buy alcohol... what is this?). Treating me like a kid, they filled the kitchen, living room, and even my own room—everywhere was crowded with these pushy, bossy sisters... all of them. An insurmountable power imbalance. The self-defense war within you has now begun.
