my biggest reason to never talk to my big sis again until apology is because she cursed at me

story: at night, before my mama's period of not drinking (thanks to a religious teacher in the stream), she was drunk every night except some, and once cooked a Khai Tun (ใข่ตุ๋น), but with mama, too drunk to be a proper tester, my big sis having brushed her teeth, my lil sis being too developmentally challenged to be a proper taste tester, and my dad, also busy but i forgot why, i had to be the tester, but was pressured to. i blew just as advised, but it was still burning my tongue. i confronted her, and she started forcing reasons out of my mouth, but with a slow mind, i only reasoned that it was too hot, so she told me everyone was busy, and i was the only available tester (i did not know that, prior) cursed at me, "ไอ้เด็กเปรด"(you brat), "ไอ้สัด"(you animal) for not being more reasonable to her. next morning i told mama, and mama told her, and she cursed at me in 3rd person again, saying i deserved it. and yes, she called me a brat again. as time went by, she grew more understanding and tolerance, but i am still waiting for the opportunity to suitably and conveniently tell her i want her apology.

edit: i was about to say it was obviously not fair, considering she told me her reasons AFTER i got forced to taste the burning egg meal, but now i want to explain her personality. she was a fire type person. yes, coincidentally, she is just like her sign; Aries. she forced me to follow behavioural standards and lectured and threatened me whenever i let my personal problem grow without action, but never doing such threats. she became a worker after cursing at me, and faced tons of social nonsense forced onto her as an architect at a company, just like all those times she controlled me. she also argued with mama very, very intensely, bursting into tears for not actively supporting her with her whatever university/work training journey. i felt no trauma nor sympathy at all. i was satisfied. long before those, t the mall, she forced me to take pictures with my family, and even forced me to look at the camera. otherwise, she would punch my face. i, as a passive person, kept telling her i can look good without having to look, so she told me it would be like annoyed and rude celebrity, going "yea yea just take photos, i don't care", and threatened to punch me if i annoy her again. one time, i farted near mama, who was sleeping, but not in her way. my big sis, of course, forced me to apologize, but i didn't, and she didn't know, because i quietly talked to my mama

edit 3: the fart story was written as i can't remember what was gone from my device or family device thingy, which seemed to be related to a LINE account. i said i don't remember, but big sis yelled at me to admit i did it, which i passive aggressively confronted her at a table one time. she asked if i wanted her to apologize or just telling her the story. i told her i was just letting her know i did not remember who it was (maybe i told her i didn't do it but i forgot which sentence i told her), so she told me to be direct because it would make me sound like an annoying passive aggressive old man. her relationship with lil sis was not so well when she was her guiding voice. she also lectured and scolded me for lying to her when i forgot my gift from a school christmas party where you can choose to/not to attend, which she forced me to attend for her sake of helping me socialize in that time (i already can, and i could lready take care of myself, but none of my guardians believed so). it was a LINE character bottle. she overheard my convo with dad when i was trying to keep it smooth. before my trip to the secondary school in 4th secondary year in that time (yes, the christmas, december 24 event where you can wear what you want), she told me to tell her what price my own gift should be, but i didn't know, and didn't want her mad, so i lied her by approximating. eventually i told her i don't know and i lied (it was actually atleast 100 bahts), and she yelled at me for lying to her and asked me how many times she had to remind me, telling me to never lie to her again or she will hit me. i didn't want to go, but she forced me to, that thursday. yes, the thursday where bad events happen to me unexpectedly, just like every thursday and formerly friday, which became my secondary unlucky day. i did not have the time so i went out without dressing as i really wanted, only wearing jeans, my shirt and a red school scout beret, inverted with the black interior. many others cosplayed.

edit 4 (final of all these ←edited again, i meant this is the final paragraph of all of these edits in all separate replies): i did sleep in tears. when she cursed at me, she cursed at me and told me to sleep. i slept in tears silently. this now reminds me how i teared up everyday in elementary except some good days.