Big Spoon Frozen Yogurt

Ok, well today at church I felt the spirit very strong because I had been praying a lot about last night to help me with my OCD and anxiety that I OCD anxiety with my hair, so I am very tense. Obsessed by the color of my hair and the fear that my OCD does damage, because I'll straighten it compulsively, even though my hair is usually fairly simple. Anyway, I was impressed with the church today that I felt much better, if not compulsive / obsessive. (Of course, it has not solved all my major problems, I have some tests and depression, and my medication has helped a bit too much, but the prayer really helped me in this direction. So I thought I could pay back the Lord by paying tithing and being nicer to my family be a peacemaker and to keep silent when I am angry against my brothers and sisters and want to say something cruel . So, in summary, I was very happy today. But then I came home and the table was a torrent of insults and complaints to me.
My father complains because I have forgotten to use a map on a large spoon (yogurt shop) that had pictures of cups and every time you bought me a yogurt it stamped and when everything been stamped, you will have a free yogurt. (I had a gift card and took my mother, my sister and me, we three and three stamps on the left would have meant a free yogurt for my father, but I forgot and I felt horrible about it. ) I understand that my father was angry, I do not feel bad, I told him sorry, I forgot, my face was apologetic and I did not fear to me after a bit, I deserved, but I did not deserve the length and depth he has it, he was really saying. I did not mean and it was unnecessarily harsh.
Then my brother complained of tortillas, the edges were dry, but it was the only one complaining. I did not notice much difference or anyone else, he just had to insult me. He said: why the shells dry, as someone has left out? Mama said get a new one, then. He has ignored and said "it would Shaylene (Shaylene me is by road.)
Then I was fixing the beef and my sister muttered complaints to me, because she thought I was taking too long, I was not, I can not go too fast, then took so long.
After dinner I put my plate in the garbage can that was for Recyclable, my brother was like wow, someone has trashed it wrong, that must've been Shaylene. He says of his voice as we said, that my name was a curse. I did it because I do not see the other trash, the more it was the paper, but I had to find another since my plate was "too dirty".

I once dismissed behavoir of my family, thinking that perhaps I was just imagining things because I was in a bad mood, but I was so wrong.

Remember all that time I never said going back, but I felt so raw inside. I've never done anything really bad, I rarely interact with my brother, who still play video games and I do not usually say anything for him. I took my sister to large spoon yesterday and paid for it.
I even made my brother and sister Ceremic pots for Christmas. Worked hard for them, like three weeks. Now I just want to throw them into the wall. Why did I ever do anything for them when they just treat me like they do? I feel like crying right now and thinking that I would be extra nice to them now. Now I want to cry, but I hate feeling so week.

Sorry that was long, but thanks for reading! Help me please?

You're caught between a rock and a hard place for sure. You have trouble keeping your composure while medicines for disorders related to emotional distress. Obsessive-compulsive disorder is sufficient proof that you set too high for yourself. A.